Little Wan, this name, is a taboo in the Xu Family.
Ever since she stepped out of the Xu Family's gate, Xu Zhen no longer considered her his daughter.
Jin Heng furrowed his brows and softened his voice: "Old Xu, have you ever thought that maybe Little Wan didn't return home because she had her reasons?"
"Reasons? What reasons could she possibly have?" Xu Zhen slammed his glass onto the table.
That deeply buried resentment seemed to erupt all at once.
"Do you know how long I looked for her back then? Sleepless nights, posting ads, placing notices in the newspaper."
"Eight entire days." Xu Zhen held up eight fingers, his eyes reddened and bloodshot: "I didn't sleep for eight days, Jin Heng."
"Old Xu, calm down." Jin Heng patted his spine, helping him steady his breath, afraid he might not recover from his agitation.
Xu Zhen let out a bitter laugh, recalling those heartbreaking scenes, wiping away tears that still lingered in his eyes.
