However, just at that moment, an overwhelmingly righteous male voice erupted from the side, filled with intense anger, "You claim you're this girl's father, then do you know her name, phone number, and when's her birthday?"
The girl turned her head swiftly, overjoyed at the appearance of her savior.
This time, she should be saved.
"You're right," another righteous female voice chimed in, "Since you say you are this girl's father, then tell us, what is this girl's name? This is the most basic question, you should know that much; if you can't answer, it means that you are not her father at all, so who exactly are you? What do you want to do with this girl?"
The man, hearing the aggressive words of the two, instantly looked extremely uneasy and anxious, "Jiang Xiaoxing, my daughter is called Jiang Xiaoxing."
