"I'm... I'm really fine." He Shiwen withdrew her hand from He Ziyan's grasp, stepped back, and said softly.
Dad?
Does she even have a dad anymore?
If she had a real dad, how could she have married this pervert?
He Hua doesn't care about family, doesn't treat her as a daughter. In his eyes, there's only power and status.
Even knowing she had been bullied by Zhao Yougang, he still would not let her return home, because he needed Zhao Yougang's influence!
"Sister, are you scared of something?" He Ziyan looked at his sister's fragile state and couldn't help but feel a surge of heartache.
"I'm not—I'm not scared, Ziyan. Go back, I'm fine. I'm really fine. Just now, I actually... it was..." He Shiwen lifted her head and looked at Zhao Yougang. When she saw his sinister, eerie gaze, she gritted her teeth and said, "It was because it hurt too much the first time... your brother-in-law said next time it wouldn't hurt..."
