A fleeting glimpse, unable to see clearly inside the car, unaware that the man with the luxuriously scattered long hair across his leg was his own daughter's father, Ming Dad, who, with a blushing face, apologized, "I'm really sorry, I just mistook you for someone else!"
Yes, he must have been mistaken!
His precious daughter would never do such things!
Ming Dad, who thought his daughter was the best in the world, reasoned as such.
Relieved that he hadn't recognized her.
Otherwise, it would be—
A 40-meter long saber from an anxious father was already craving for action!!
Gong Yeyan didn't turn his head, merely hoarsened his voice to reply, "No harm."
Under the current circumstances, such a phrase was already the greatest extent of courtesy he could muster.
After Ming Zhiyuan left, Gong Yeyan stretched out his slender fingers, gently tugging on the ends of the girl's undyed, jet black hair.
