Qin Lan made the final decision.
Zhao Leyao looked at Zhao Ding with despair in her eyes: "Dad, I'm also your daughter. Our Zhao Family isn't so poor that we need to sell our children. How could you be so ruthless and let me marry an old man in his forties who killed his wife?"
She looked at her father with tears streaming down her face and questioning eyes.
Zhao Ding averted his gaze, frowned, and sighed: "Ah!"
"As long as you marry Director Zhang, your brother Qiqiang will be released. This is for the good of the Zhao Family. Your brother is the only male heir. You don't want him to spend the rest of his life in prison while you enjoy wealth and comfort outside, do you? As his sister, can't you sacrifice a little?"
As Zhao Ding spoke, he became more agitated, seeing the disappointment in Zhao Leyao's eyes.
As a daughter of the Zhao Family, raised in luxury, why can't she sacrifice for the family at this crucial moment?
