Tang Dingyuan sniffed. "He who has a mind to beat his dog will easily find a stick. If you want to pour dirty water on my head, you can fabricate however many crimes as you want. Why bother asking me?"
Cui Lingfeng looked at him casually. "We'll know soon enough whether or not the crimes are fabricated. I planned to save some dignity for you by asking you to confess on your own so that the whole incident could be cleaned quickly. But if you are too dogged to plead guilty… Your daughter has been arrested. It will be the same if she's the one doing the talking."
Tang Dingyuan's pupils constricted violently. Every muscle on his body was tightened, and he was like a warship that was blowing out all its firepower. He bellowed, "Cui Lingfeng, it doesn't matter that you set me up, but if you dare lay one finger on my daughter, I won't spare you even if I'm killed and turned into a ghost!"
