The Wicked Minister's Daughter Has a Fearsome Reputation, and the Male Lead Both Hates and Loves Her

My father is a terrible villain. He murders and sets fires, embezzles and takes bribes, persecutes the innocent, forces respectable women into prostitution, and commits every imaginable evil! Growing up surrounded by all this, my childhood dream was to follow in my father’s footsteps and become a little villain myself. In practice, that meant handing him the knife when he killed someone and pouring oil on the fire when he set a building ablaze. We’re father and daughter, partners in crime. But strangely, even as his right-hand girl, I always felt like my father didn’t like me. I often wondered if I just hadn’t mastered the art of wickedness yet. Then one day, as he stood there with a whip, coercing a confession, I walked over with a bowl of chili water. His face was clearly full of approval, but I heard him screaming in his heart: “Ahhh! You idiot girl! Your dad’s torturing the male lead to make him hate me. What are you doing here? Keep your head down and build up your strength! If you keep acting recklessly, next year we’ll both be tied to the same cart and torn apart by five horses!” Before I could even process my shock, another voice I’d never heard before suddenly rang out. “Stop screaming. Your daughter is the villainess, and neither of you is getting away!” Who was that? Who was speaking!