The dim light enveloped Gu Xinzhou's bleeding mouth corners.
Her hair was disheveled, her eyes blind, yet still clear and firmly gazing ahead.
This air of righteousness made Meng Jie hesitate slightly.
Listening to her words, Meng Jie looked at her in shock: "You're talking nonsense!"
Gu Xinzhou shook her head: "I'm not talking nonsense. After my mom woke up, she had someone draw the image of the driver who caused the accident, and the result was that image resembled your dad when he was young.
Each parent hopes to be the perfect version of themselves in front of their children, and I'm the same.
So, some evils your dad didn't let you know don't mean they didn't happen.
I believe in legal justice, and I also believe your dad doesn't want to see you follow his path, unable to return from a path of crime.
If you can't, go visit the prison and ask your dad; what exactly is the truth over all these years."
