Every word Qiao Weiyang uttered stirred up memories buried deep within Yu Sheng's heart—memories she was unwilling to face or recall.

So just as they were about to spill out, she stopped, her voice almost pleading, "Stop talking, please, stop talking..."

"Okay, okay, Daddy won't say anymore, he won't say anymore..."

After Qiao Weiyang finished speaking, Yu Sheng lifted her foot and continued walking forward. Qiao Weiyang followed closely behind her again: "Sheng Sheng, Dad has something to ask you... Libu is going to change its spokesperson. Could you talk to Gu Ye and ask him to choose Mo Ya as the spokesperson?"

Qiao Weiyang always believed that Yu Cheng's car accident and subsequent vegetative state were caused by Yu Sheng.

He hated her, and even felt that she, not Xiao Cheng, should be the one in a vegetative state.

Their relationship as father and daughter broke down ten years ago.

He had just started to get close to her by mentioning things from her childhood, and she didn't react for a moment.

She thought he had suddenly become enlightened in his sixties and wanted to make amends to her, but she never expected that it was all for Qiao Moya...

Although Qiao Moya took his surname, she is Zhu Lin's daughter with her ex-husband and has no blood relation to him whatsoever!

Yu Sheng let out two strange laughs, his heart feeling as if it were being soaked in bitter alkaline water.

She saw herself, 13 years old, riding a bicycle with 10-year-old Xiaocheng on the back, passing by, chatting and laughing.

Xiao Cheng said, "Sister, sister, when I grow up and earn money, I'll take you to the Bahamas to see dolphins. There are so many dolphins there, and we can even swim with them."

"Okay, I'll wait until you grow up and earn money, then you can take me with you..."

Before Xiaoyusheng could finish speaking, a car sped out from the right and crashed into the vehicle...

With a loud 'bang', the world before Yu Sheng's eyes shattered and became distorted.

She saw Xiao Cheng lying in a pool of blood, the glaring red spreading towards her feet.

She retreated step by step, her face filled with fear, the candied hawthorn in her hand falling to the ground, and piercing horns sounded all around her.

But she couldn't hear it at all.

Her gaze was vacant, her expression dazed, and she muttered in a hysterical manner, "I ruined Xiao Cheng, I made him a vegetable, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Just as she was about to be hit by the car,

A hand with distinctly defined bones gripped her wrist and pulled her back...

Although Shang Yan pulled Yu Sheng's body back to normal, he couldn't pull her heart back from the clutches of her illness.

Seeing her in pain, he could no longer suppress his emotions. His usually indifferent eyes welled up with heartache, and his heart felt as if it were being scorched by a red-hot iron.

He held the back of her head, pressing it against his chest, which he was willing to shield her from the wind and rain, his sexy Adam's apple bobbing up and down with excitement.

He stroked her head with trembling hands, as if petting a kitten, his eyes red-rimmed as he repeatedly said, "It wasn't you who did it, it wasn't you who did it, it wasn't you who did it..."