Chapter 1869: Not Biological Father and Daughter

"I wanted to call 120..."

"I know. It's very easy to do the wrong thing in a moment of panic; that's perfectly normal." He smiled at her, very tolerantly, making people feel very warm.

Over these three days, the two of them talked a great deal.

Li Xue told Zichen that she was an orphan, that Lao Litou was not her biological father, and that she did not know who her biological parents were.

One morning twenty-two years ago, her father was woken up by the sound of a baby crying outside his door; he walked out and found her, still in swaddling clothes, placed on the steps...

Originally, her father, a lonely old man, did not want to take in a baby girl.

But he couldn't bear to watch her little face turn red from the cold at the door, crying incessantly, so he carried her into the room, intending to feed her and send her to an orphanage.

There was no baby formula at home, so her father boiled rice porridge to feed her.

After she was full, she gave a sweet smile, and that smile went straight into her father's heart, so her father decided to adopt her and completed the adoption paperwork.

From then on, the father and daughter depended on each other for survival.

Since she was small, she watched her father use a knife like a god, and she had seen many groups of people come to invite her father to come out of retirement, offering high salaries to hire him as a chef, but he refused them all.

He just made seafood porridge and fried cornmeal buns, relying on these two things to support their lives and pay for her schooling!

Her grades at school were not good; she only liked to use a knife to carve small things. While other children played games or played with phones, she always played with a knife.

She wielded a knife with supernatural skill; although her personality was not sociable, no other children dared to bully her.

Her classmates' parents were all afraid that she would use her knife to hurt their children, so they didn't allow their children to play with her. From childhood to adulthood, her only friend was her knife!

Zichen also opened his heart and told her his own story.

He told Li Xueer that his family was very well-off, but he had never been liked by his father since he was a child, all because of his hobby.

He was the eldest son of the family and should have inherited the family business to become a qualified businessman, but he only liked cooking and was determined to become a good chef. Such a hobby might be nothing in an ordinary family.

But in their family, it wasn't quite a crime of the ten most heinous, but it was close.

To pull him back from the "wrong path," his father used countless methods, trying both soft and hard tactics.

Later, his father discovered that all his tactics were useless against him, but he still didn't give up on the idea of having him inherit the family business. Later still, his mother gave birth to a pair of twin brothers, and it was these twins who "saved" him.

The brothers showed a strong interest in doing business, and only then did his father let him off the hook...

Zichen's story let Li Xueer understand that the world of the rich was not actually omnipotent; there were so many various rules and constraints that it wasn't as free as an ordinary family.

Three days later, Lao Litou woke up.

He opened his eyes, his gaze full of confusion.

Just as he wanted to ask, where is this?

He discovered Zichen standing beside his daughter and immediately became agitated: "Why are you here? Get out! I said you weren't allowed to come to our home, otherwise I won't be polite..."

The old man was already hospitalized, yet his spirit was still so strong.

Li Xueer hurriedly explained: "Dad, don't get excited. You are in the hospital, not at home. Thanks to his help, I was able to send you to the hospital. The doctor said if it had been ten minutes later, you would have been in danger."

"Hospital? I'm not sick. Let's go home quickly. How much money does it cost to be in the hospital..."

As soon as Lao Litou heard he was in the hospital, he immediately wanted to sit up and go home.

But he had been in a coma for three days and his body was still very weak; as soon as he moved too quickly, he felt dizzy and fell back heavily.

"Dad, are you okay?"

"Doctor, doctor..."

The doctor was brought over, and after a thorough examination, he sternly warned Lao Litou: "You must change this temper of yours; if you don't, it will be very dangerous. Didn't you know you had high blood pressure? Even after being discharged, you cannot do heavy labor, you must take your medicine on time, and you cannot get overtired."

While the doctor was there, Lao Litou was still somewhat obedient.

But once the doctor left, he immediately started clamoring to be discharged again, swearing that he was fine.

Zichen saw it clearly; he wasn't being reckless with his life, he was actually just pained by the cost.

He told Lao Litou: "I've brought the car repair money back to you. The insurance company is paying for it; you don't have to spend your own money."

"Really? Are you trying to fool me? There's no such good thing. You must be plotting against my daughter, right..."

Zichen took out the receipt, which had the insurance company's official seal on it, and only then did he believe it.

A moment later, he was angry again: "You are too cunning! Since the insurance company could reimburse it, why didn't you say so earlier? You made me think my daughter's dowry was gone..."

This was typical ingratitude.

This stubborn old man could not be shown kindness indefinitely; his good intentions were all taken as having ulterior motives.

Even Li Xueer couldn't stand it anymore. She said to her father: "Dad, what you're saying is wrong. Even if he didn't say it, we wouldn't have known. If you had run out of money and gotten sick and hospitalized from the stress, it would have had nothing to do with him."

"The private Hospital Ward you're staying in was also found with his help. Otherwise, if I had to take care of you these few days, you wouldn't collapse, but I would be exhausted to death."

"And if he hadn't happened to run into us at that time, I really wouldn't have known what to do alone. I've never even been to a place like a hospital, and I didn't know it was so troublesome..."

Lao Litou couldn't listen to what others said, but he could listen to his own daughter's words.

After being rebuked by his daughter, he realized he had gone too far, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Admitting he was wrong was impossible, but as long as he didn't continue to clash, it counted as backing down!

Seeing that Lao Litou had woken up and that his body was not in any serious trouble—he could still curse with plenty of breath, so there shouldn't be anything wrong—Zichen said goodbye and left.

As soon as he left, Lao Litou opened his eyes and glared at his daughter: "Stinky girl, do you like him? Just now you kept saying 'he' this and 'he' that. Have you taken a fancy to him?"

Li Xue blushed and hurriedly denied it: "I haven't. I just think a person shouldn't be without a conscience, it's that simple. What 'taken a fancy' or not? I'm going to stay with Dad for my whole life and not get married!"

"Silly girl, how can you not get married? But you've seen too few men. Dad has to vet him for you to see if that stinky brat is worthy of you!"

Li Xue's face turned even redder: "Dad, it's me who isn't worthy of him. He has money, he's handsome, and he has such great skills himself. I haven't even been to university..."

"So what if you haven't been to university? Based on your skills, let alone university, even a PhD wouldn't be worthy of you!"

Lao Litou was like all the fathers in the world, thinking his daughter was the best and that other people's sons were all stinky brats.

But he also had to admit that a boy like Sheng Zichen was still very outstanding.

If his daughter had taken a fancy to him, it was his good fortune.

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