What to Do When Someone Steals Your Destiny? I'll Just Kill Her

"Taixu Taoist left the address of the next stop."

"Where is the next stop?" Ren Ran asked anxiously, not knowing whether to go up or down.

"The Tibetan area. We don't know where he has gone now. We plan to wait for him in Tibet."

Ren Ran heard the thick helplessness in their voices. Perhaps this was fate.

She took a deep breath to adjust her mindset, "Has the master's phone been turned on?"

"Yeah."

"You keep following him. I'm worried about leaving him alone."

She didn't dare leave Qingxuan alone in Tibet. She was really afraid that if the master wasn't found, he would get lost too. 𝓯𝓇𝘦𝘦𝑤ℯ𝓫𝑛𝓸𝑣𝓮𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓶

"Do you have enough money?"

"Enough."

After ending the call with Xu Zhaoyin, Ren Ran couldn't help rubbing her eyebrows.

"Who were you talking to?"

Suddenly, her father's voice came from behind, scaring her whole body to shudder and her phone fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Kong Liji asked in surprise and doubt.

Ren Ran quickly recalled the content of her conversation with Xu Zhaoyin, confirming that she had not revealed any information about Qingxuan Taoist and others, before slowly putting down her heart that had been lifted up.

Seeing him squat down to pick up her phone.

Ren Ran quickly squatted down and picked it up before he could grab the phone.

She took the initiative to ask, "Dad, do you know that scaring people can scare someone to death?"

"Are you doing something wrong, you're so scared?" Kong Liji joked.

These words made Ren Ran's heart jump instantly, but she pouted dissatisfiedly at him, "Dad, you're falsely accusing someone. I'm going to tell Mom and let her stand up for me."

"Little ancestor, can Dad be wrong?" Kong Liji smiled and pleaded for mercy.

Ren Ran raised her chin and gave him a cold snort, "That's more like it. Dad, did you bring me any gifts when you came back from Beicheng?"

As the two walked into the house.

"Dad was too busy to bring any."

"Dad, you must not love me anymore." Ren Ran grumbled and left him, going upstairs.

"This child!"

Ren Suya came over and took the briefcase from his hand.

"Why does she suddenly want gifts? She didn't use to be like this before." Kong Liji asked in confusion.

A hint of ridicule flashed through Ren Suya's eyes. Smiling, she said, "Don't blame her. A transfer student with a well-off family background has joined their class. Her dad often brings her gifts when he comes back from business trips."

"When did my daughter learn to keep up with the Joneses? This is not a good habit." Kong Liji frowned, "I have to go upstairs and talk to her to get rid of this bad habit."

Ren Suya's heart ached for her daughter, and even more for her own years of devotion.

"What's there to change?" There was an involuntary anger in her voice that she really couldn't hold back or control.

Kong Liji's footsteps halted in surprise as he looked at her.

"Wife, what's wrong with you?"

"You didn't ask about what happened but directly assumed our daughter was wrong. Do you think she's so unworthy in your eyes?"

Ren Suya stared dead at this man whom she had loved for more than 20 years.

At this moment, she felt very unfamiliar with him, as if she had never really understood him.

Although similar situations had occurred before, why had she never noticed anything wrong?

Or maybe, like her daughter said, when the loving filter was removed, everything would revert to its original form.

Kong Liji was stunned. He stepped forward to take her hand, but she shook him off angrily.

"Wife, I was wrong." He began to plead for mercy, lowering himself, "I was inconsiderate and didn't ask about what happened. Don't be angry, it will hurt your health if you get angry, and I will feel heartache. If you feel wronged, hit me. Just don't get angry and hurt yourself."