"I never wanted to lie to you. After all these years, you haven't even been willing to listen to an explanation. My dad... My dad is dead."
Yan Jingyao was stunned and said in a completely different voice just now
"When did you die?"
"April this year." After saying this, Ling Anyan started crying.
"Why are you crying? Even if your father dies, he can't atone for his sins. Your Ling family will always owe us." After saying this, Yan Jingyao left without looking back.
None of them knew how they spent the summer of their first year of junior high school. They only knew that they couldn't see the light that summer.
Intention: abuse