After a long while, the girl regained some strength and looked at the old man with sadness.
"Dad, I'm sorry. You should go back and pretend you never raised a daughter like me."
The old man said, tears streaming down his face, "Child, don't say that. You're my only daughter. If you go, how will I live?"
"I just want to know who bullied you. I don't want you to leave without an answer."
The girl's body trembled slightly, and tears fell down.
"Dad, you can't defeat them. Just leave. It's my fault, I'm sorry."
Yang Fei saw that the girl was moved by the old man and sighed.
"Miss, I suspect the man who hurt you is related to your tattoo, right? A girl's tattoo shouldn't be a bullet."
The girl shook and looked at Yang Fei in shock and fear.
"How do you know that? Do you know him?"
Yang Fei shook his head, "I don't know him, but I must say, you loved the wrong person."
