"Accepting my fate? I have offended my future father-in-law for you! For you, the path I paved in France will be destroyed, and you want me to accept my fate? How can I accept this fate? As you say, I will not let my last moments go to waste!" Yan Zixin looked at her contemptuously. Then he looked at Wei Zhengsheng, who was walking towards them and left with an expressionless face.
Yu Daiyu just stood there thinking of her father, who had never left the country for a business trip. Many blurry images began to appear in her mind. She was too young at that time, and too many of her memories were fuzzy. But she remembered that she had really seen Qiao Song.
When she was nine or ten years old, she was standing by her father's side when she saw that woman getting out of her father's car with a bloated stomach.
