After a Rich Woman Dumped Me, My Top-Scoring Daughter Knelt and Begged Me to Come Back

In the eighteenth year of our marriage, Jiang Lanyue and I got divorced.

The day I moved out, my daughter said, “Once you walk out that door, you’ll never be my dad again.”

“Okay.”

Later, my daughter became the province’s top scorer. During a TV interview, she tearfully called out, “Dad, I did what you told me. Can you forgive me?”

Reporters crowded outside my home, all vying for an answer.

I kindly reminded them, “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not her dad.”