Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The mayor continued his castigation. “How dare you touch that money?! Do you know it’s public funds?!”
His daughter was truly remorseful by now. As her tears continued to flow, she begged for forgiveness. “It’s my fault… It’s all my fault! You can hate me, scold me, or even hit me to my death; I won’t blame you! Anyway, I have no desire to live anymore! I’ve disgraced you, mom, and everyone in the family! You can strangle me if you want! I know I’m in the wrong… wu wuu wuu…” She started to bawl her eyes out.
The old man gnashed his teeth at his daughter who was in tears; he was so upset that he lifted his arm to slap her a second time!
His wife reacted fast this time and quickly hugged her daughter under her arms while shrieking in desperation. “Calm down! Can you please calm down?!”
“Calm down?! How do you expect me to stay calm with such an unfilial daughter?! I wish… I wish…”
“There’s no point talking about this anymore! It already happened, and your daughter here knows that she’s in the wrong! I know she’s truly sorry this time. She won’t do such a stupid thing again! Can you give her one last chance, please?!” Jiang Qimeng pleaded wholeheartedly as the mother-daughter pair hugged each other tightly.
The middle-aged man stared dumbly at the two when a sneer escaped his lips all of a sudden. He then spouted with trembling lips, “The two of you are out to torment me, aren’t you?”
His wife dared not respond this time.
Song Zhengguo took out a box of cigarettes with his quivering hand, hoping for a drag to alleviate his pent-up frustration. He glanced at the pair clinging onto each other pathetically and was reminded of the unborn child in his daughter’s tummy. A fresh bout of fury hit him again, and he tossed the cigarette box out to the front.
The box landed against the windshield of the car with a smack before it dropped and bounced off the dashboard.
The man was in bad shape by then. Covering his face with his palms, he bent over, looked to the ground, and muttered in a voice which had gone hoarse, “Daughter, do you know what you did… can kill me?!”
His wife was shocked beyond words, and so was their son. The head of the household had always been stoic and valiant yet just look at him now.
This was the first time they saw him crying before them, and it was all because of the missy!
His daughter was too scared to say anything. She knew that she had gotten her father into deep sh*t this time. She was in grief to see her father this way, yet she could not console him when she was the culprit who had created this mess. At the same time, she also felt sorry for herself!
Her hatred toward her uncle grew deeper as a result. It was a classic case of ‘the deeper the love, the deeper the hate’.
The love she had for Mu Yazhe had all but transformed into hate at that very instant.
She broke into a wail as she clung onto her shoulders with crossed arms. “Dad! Sorry… I’m so sorry… I know I’m in the wrong! I’ll listen to you in the future! I won’t be rebellious anymore! Wuuwuuwuu…”
She dared not ask for her father’s forgiveness; all she hoped for was not to get him into trouble no matter what!
Her father did not say a word. With tears in his eyes, he remained silent for the rest of the journey.
His wife could see how heavy his heart was and dared not disturb him further.
After they reached home and settled down inside the hall, Song Enya’s mother ordered the nanny to bring the girl back to her room to wash up.
