"That year, Xia Wen lured me to the amusement park and almost destroyed my hands with the help of the rides! Fortunately, my hands weren't directly amputated, allowing me the possibility of recovery," Xia Pengpeng lowered her head and looked at her hands, her gaze slightly heavy.
Han Jisen felt a pang of pain in his heart. These hands seemed no different from any other, but he knew Pengpeng's hands had always been weak!
"Pengpeng, tell me, what else did Xia Junsheng's family do to you?"
"Uncle Han, now is the time for them to pay back their debts. Everything they took from me that doesn't belong to them must be returned one by one."
Han Jisen nodded, feeling a surge of guilt within.
If he hadn't gone abroad in the years after Yiren left, Pengpeng wouldn't have had to face all this alone!
"I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you."
