Yin De was held in the dim, cold drug rehabilitation centre. Yin Shuiling stood a few staircases below him to look at him quietly. Her hands and feet were cold as she looked at her father.
It had been just a short few days, and everything seemed like a dream. She had just saved her father from drowning, then she threw him right into another pond. Yin Shuiling lifted her head towards the azure sky and white clouds, and she felt that everything was so piercing.
Ning Qing looked at Yin Shuiling's small pale face. She was worried and lifted her eyebrows. "Shuiling…"
Ning Qing, who was always good at communicating, also did not know how she was supposed to comfort Yin Shuiling. No matter what Yin De did wrong, he was still Yin Shuiling's father at the end of the day. Because of her father, Yin Shuiling betrayed Yin Muchen, and what she got in exchange was her own father cursing her. She did not know how much pain Yin Shuiling felt inside her heart.
