his hands and feet were numb, and his body was cold.
" some reporters came to you. i don't know what they told you or asked you, but you're making such assumptions about your daughter based on photos and words? "
song fengwan thought about her relationship with her biological father and couldn't hold it in anymore as she listened from the side. at this moment, she decided to voice her dissatisfaction.
" you don't even have this much trust. you'd rather believe in other people's speculations than ask for the reason yourself? "
"just how much malice do you harbor towards your own daughter?"
"don't tell me that you've already convicted her of a crime in your heart? i really don't understand why you don't even believe your own daughter. or is it that your daughter is only worthy of being married to a poor boy? rot to death in your place?"
" she's very outstanding. she deserves all the good! "
she was so angry that she was trembling.
