My daughter was drowned in a swimming pool by the daughter of my wife’s childhood sweetheart.
By the time I rushed over, my daughter had already been taken to the hospital and was barely clinging to life.
But the treatment she’d received so far had drained all my savings, so I had no choice but to beg my wife, the richest woman in the city, to save our daughter.
When she answered the phone, all I got was scorn. “Wang Liping, if you’re going to scam me, at least come up with a better excuse.
Shanshan came home today and said she saw our daughter go home with you. Don’t call and bother me again unless it’s important.”
By then, my daughter had a raging fever, her whole body writhing in pain.
Yet she managed to force a smile. “Daddy, don’t worry. It doesn’t hurt at all.”
Just then, a news report came on TV: the richest person in the city had spent a hundred million yuan on a yacht for his daughter’s birthday.
I hurriedly turned off the TV. When I looked back, my daughter had already closed her eyes forever.
