"Jiayin, are you telling the truth?"
An authoritative voice suddenly came from behind. The three people instinctively looked towards the source of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in formal attire approaching.
The man carried the distinctive aura of someone in a position of power, with a sharp gaze that was almost overbearing. He was none other than the head of the Shi Family, Shi Zhen.
"Father!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Shi Jiayin's eyes lit up, her face broke into a smile, and her spine straightened even more as if the person who had her back had finally arrived.
She released Jiang Mingxia's arm and quickly walked to Shi Zhen's side, affectionately looping her arm through his, leaning against him, and began to complain, "Father, you have to stand up for me."
It was clear that Shi Jiayin had a closer relationship with her father, her tone full of coquettish complaint.
