She Only Cares About Cultivation

Chapter 1148 - 920: Super Star 94 (Five Thousand) _2

She Only Cares About Cultivation

Chapter 1148 - 920: Super Star 94 (Five Thousand) _2

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Chapter 1148: Chapter 920: Super Star 94 (Five Thousand) _2

After listening, Hua Yan didn’t refuse and directly called He, asking her to go down and buy her some barbecue and beer.

On the rooftop, there was a large cooling bed. Hua Guoqiang didn’t care whether it was dirty or not and just lay down on it. He then looked up at the starry sky, muttering something that was inaudible.

Hua Yan didn’t say anything, standing quietly to the side. Zhou Zhou had initially followed them up because he was worried about Hua Yan being alone with this man, but he received a call midway and needed to go to the downstairs office to handle a case. Hua Yan waved her hand.

"Bro, you can go down. It’s fine. He will be back soon."

Zhou Zhou thought for a moment and called He again, urging her to hurry back.

After Zhou Zhou left, only the father and daughter were left on the terrace. Although he was still lying on the cooling bed, he suddenly got up and walked toward the nearby railing.

Even though the railing was one and a half meters high, for the approximately 1.78-meter-tall Hua Guoqiang, it wasn’t much of a barrier. As she watched him trying to climb up, Hua Yan rushed over, frightened.

"What are you doing? Come down quickly; the barbecue will be back soon." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"What are you worried about? Afraid I’ll jump down? Don’t worry, even if I wanted to die, I wouldn’t choose this way. There’s a flat spot out here, very safe. Do you want to come up?"

Hua Yan peeked over and saw that there really was a flat area outside. To really make a poor choice, one would have to take a few steps to jump over that one-meter-high railing.

"Come on up, let’s have a good father-daughter talk. I feel like my memory has been fading badly over the years, and I can’t remember many things unless I dream about them. But as soon as I wake up in the morning, my mind is blank again. Can you tell me about your childhood, about how your mom raised you? Is that okay?"

"You just said you found Dai Jiuarong and had her crash to death at my mom’s grave. Is that true or false?"

Hua Guoqiang turned back, with a twisted excitement in his eyes: "Do you hope it’s true or false? Ha ha, Dai Jiuarong, even if she dies a thousand or ten thousand times, it wouldn’t ease the hatred in my heart. Dead or not, I don’t know. Why? Do you care about her? If you care, you better call the police right away!"

He didn’t seem quite right, and Hua Yan frowned.

"Actually, there’s no need for this. So many years have passed, why hold on to it so tightly?"

"You’re saying that because it’s easy for you to talk, not because you’re not affected. Holding on? It sounds like you’ve forgotten how you treated me. Let me ask you, have you let it go? No, right? You haven’t let go, and instead, you speak harshly to me, wishing I would die and never see me again. Daughter, I can see you don’t want to deal with me. To be honest, if you hadn’t known I was terminally ill today, you wouldn’t have even looked at me, right?"

"Actually, I get it. After all, you were raised by your mom, and to you, I’ve always been just a tenant in this house, coming and going for work all year round, not caring enough about you and your mom, and never thinking to care. When happy, I’d give a bit more, and when angry, a bit less. Rather than saying you two were still in the family, it’s more like treating you as punching bags."

"So I’m an unqualified father. I admit my faults, but at least one thing I didn’t do wrong was to work hard to earn money for you. Otherwise, who do you think gave you the good life you used to have? Just on the account of my hard work for you two, can’t you call me dad once?"

Hua Yan pursed her lips, unwilling. After all, deep inside, she resented him, knowing clearly who ruined the previous life. How could she forgive him just because of a few emotional words?

So she remained silent, and Hua Guoqiang watched for a moment, realizing it was another foolish wish, and let out a bitter laugh.

Fortunately, at that moment, He returned, carrying various delicious foods and two cans of beer.

"Sis, you have to record a song tomorrow, you shouldn’t drink. It’s also not good to eat too much barbecue."

He warned, Hua Yan nodded to show she remembered, then said to her, "You can go down, there’s nothing wrong here."

He was still worried, "I’ll stay at the stairway waiting for you."

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