Father and Daughter Seek Revenge

Under the cover of night, a plane swiftly departed from the island. Upon hearing the commotion, Zhao Xinghua also opened his eyes, walked to the window, and muttered, "That impudent brat."

Despite being a father, he remained impulsive, seemingly unconcerned about the negative influence it might have on his young daughter.

Shaking his head, he lay back down, then after a few seconds, he took out his phone and sent a message: "Prepare the confinement room."

Meanwhile, onboard the plane, Zhouzhou sat beside Ye Lingfeng. She wiggled her small legs and tilted her face up, asking innocently, "Daddy, will Uncle Zhao be very angry when he finds out we've left?"

"Certainly, he'll have to show his anger openly."

"Openly?"

Zhouzhou's eyes sparkled with understanding as she realized his implication. She covered her mouth and chuckled quietly.

She knew Uncle Zhao was also a good person. Ye Lingfeng smirked, refraining from revealing his old friend's true intentions.