Ou Chenghai's emotions at this moment were like raging waves, surging incessantly.
He stared intently at his daughter's face, eager to know what exactly had happened.
Compared to Ou Chenghai, Ou Lan seemed very calm, even carrying a touch of a smile as she spoke, "Dad, the divorce was my own decision. This marriage has made me understand what disparity is. Moxiao and I are not suited for each other."
Upon hearing this, Ou Chenghai nodded. Indeed, he had always known the vast disparity between them in this marriage.
The reason he had always urged Ou Lan to cherish it was that he did not want to see his daughter go through a divorce.
In his mind, divorce was a painful matter for an average woman, let alone his daughter who was so young.
But if his daughter was truly unhappy in this marriage, he would not force her to stay in it.
