Shi Xuefeng, sitting in the wheelchair, looked at the contract and painfully closed his eyes.
This was all his fault. If he had not gone into the mountain that day, or if he had not met with that accident, none of this would have happened.
His family was in shambles because of the accident. His wife and daughter were also burdened.
Because of him, Shi Yan'er had quit school. He would not allow any more harm to come to her.
"We will not sign this contract. Shi Yan'er is our daughter. We cannot have her marry someone like you," Shi Xuefeng opened his eyes and said angrily.
"I will gather the one hundred and fifty thousand yuan as soon as I can and return the full amount to you. If you want to force my hand now and insist on marrying my daughter, I would rather die together with you right now."
After that, he pulled out a kitchen knife from behind him.
