h4Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Heart Turned Cold/h4

    Sun Chan felt a pang of bitterness in her heart, and her throat was filled with a bitter taste, but she obediently nodded: "Okay. Don’t worry, I am aware, I will definitely not live over there."

    Father Yang was stunned; Sun Chan had simply agreed to his request.

    Sun Chan didn’t argue, didn’t make a scene, and didn’t even show any anger or dissatisfaction. He had prepared many words to persuade her before he came, but now he didn’t know how to speak.

    "Don’t overthink it. You and your sister are both my children. I truly love you. When you were lost, I was very heartbroken. Now that I’ve found you, I can’t tell you how happy I am. Finally seeing you safe and sound, and living so well, I can feel relieved."

    "Mmm, thank you for your concern," Sun Chan said with a smile.

    Father Yang felt more and more awkward, as Sun Chan clearly didn’t see herself as one of his family, otherwise she wouldn’t speak like this.

    But he still mustered the courage to say to Sun Chan: "If there’s anything you need, just let me know. We can meet once a... month, have a meal outside, which would be good. Until Yang Yun can adjust, let’s not meet too frequently, okay? Otherwise it would be very painful to get along. Also, it’s best if you don’t actively seek us out. We’ll call you, otherwise if Yang Yun sees it, there’ll be trouble. Your sister used to be a lively and cheerful girl, but ever since learning about your situation, she’s be like a different person, I can’t do anything about it."

    Originally, he wanted to suggest meeting once a week, but thinking about his eldest daughter’s tears and pleas, Father Yang gritted his teeth and set it at a month. This way, after telling Yang Yun, he thought she could ept it.

    "Once a month? That’s too frequent, isn’t it? If I have dinner with you, won’t Yang Yun be angry? It will affect her mood so much, I think it’s better not to meet. Let’s wait until Yang Yun feels willing, then we’ll meet," Sun Chan said with a smile.

    Yang Yun was anything but lively and cheerful; she was outright unruly and unreasonable. Interacting with her a few times always ended up in chaos, but Father Yang seemed to have forgotten, his heart infinitely idealizing his beloved eldest daughter.

    Sun Chan’s calm yet firm words left Father Yang speechless. He knew well how displeased and dissatisfied Sun Chan was.

    "Are you very unhappy?"

    "No." Sun Chan actually felt very hurt; she had a family but couldn’t go back, had parents but couldn’t live with them, and always had to worry about her sister being unhappy, unable to show up. What was the difference with not having parents? But she wouldn’t argue with him over this. If you don’t like me, I naturally won’t cling to you, I’m not someone who can’t survive without you.

    Father Yang frowned and said, "Don’t be discontented. We really have no other choice."

    "You, or you both?" Sun Chan looked at Father Yang: "I don’t believe my mom would do such a thing. It’s something you’ve decided with Yang Yun, isn’t it?"

    So you’ve done something unfair, and I don’t even have the right to be discontent? Sun Chan felt quite helpless.

    "Sun Chan!" Father Yang’s voice carried some discontent: "Do you really have to be like this? You’re not young anymore, you can’t act like a child—the decision is ours! Think about your sister, she’s practically gone mad!"

    "Yang Yun can make a scene, but I can’t? If I went mad because you refuse to acknowledge or interact with me, would you force Yang Yun to ept me? You absolutely wouldn’t!" Sun Chan couldn’t hold back; it was too unfair, how could you do this!.

    "..."

    Father Yang couldn’t say a word; he initially thought his daughter was soft and kind, but he didn’t expect her to be gentle on the outside yet strong on the inside, with a mind as shrewd as a viin’s.

    Sun Chan said: "I haven’t requested to meet me, nor have I ever asked you to acknowledge me. Rest assured, what you don’t want to give me, I will absolutely not take. I like my mom, I’ll meet with her privately, I won’t insist on seeing you, nor cling to asking for this or that. Yang Yun will always be your good daughter, I won’t affect your father-daughter rtionship." Sun Chan stood up to tidy the cloth strips.

    After speaking, Father Yang regretted it, his heart feeling the pangs of sorrow. She seemed to have never really called him father, she had grievances. But thinking of Yang Yun made his heart ache.

    "Sun Chan! Can’t you endure for a while? Must you push like this? I know it’s unfair to you, but at this point, I can only aggrieve you a bit. At least you can live well, whereas Yang Yun is going mad! She can’t ept the sudden appearance of a sister. You just wait a bit longer, I’ll make her ept you."

    Sun Chan looked back at him, her expression indifferent: "Even if she never epts me, so what? I said it, I won’t go live with the Yang Family, you don’t have to be troubled. I don’t care about you all."

    "Sun Chan! What are you saying!"

    Sun Chan said nothing and continued packing.

    Father Yang’s chest heaved with anger but he held back, knowing the situation couldn’t be spoiled.

    He took out a hundred yuan: "This is from us for you. Yesterday she cut up the clothes your mom gave you, I’m apologizing on her behalf. Use it to buy some clothes."

    "I don’t need it. I have money."

    Father Yang yelled angrily: "How can you be so ungrateful! How can I apologize to you so you’ll forgive me?"

    "You’re not wrong, no need to apologize. I’m about to go out, do you have anything else?" Sun Chan didn’t turn around, her voice cool.

    "Fine! Is this demeaning me to leave?"

    Sun Chan said nothing.

    "Go ahead and be stubborn! Let’s see what skills you have in the future!" After saying that, he stormed out angrily.

    The door mmed shut. Sun Chan looked at the hundred yuan and sighed, then cried in grievance.

    She felt terribly sad, thinking, after all, I’ve never done anything bad, why does heaven treat me this way?

    When there were no parents, I longed for them; found them but still unhappy. Am I so detestable?

    Forget it, better live well on my own.

    Sun Chan wiped her tears after some time, simply cooked a bit of noodles, eating with feelings of misery.

    After dinner, Sun Chan went out, taking some sketches she had drawn and the finished piece of clothing to find Han Dong.

    Han Dong’s venue had already been rented; he was in the process of finding people to decorate the factory.

    He met many people every day, busily rushing around. When Sun Chan arrived, Han Dong was haggling with a small materials supplier.

    "I’m telling you, kid, making enough profit is fine! Don’t y tricks now, do I not know your purchase price?" Han Dong sneered.