"Xiao Tong, you are my daughter. I want to know how you can be so vicious. How could you have the heart to put the medicine into my milk? Killing is not a game. I am your biological father!"
He almost roared, his deep eyes filled with a thin layer of mist.
Yatong was so panicked she couldn't speak, tears of fear streaming down her face. She didn't dare look Song Huihai in the eye. Her eyes trembled and dodged.
"Speak? Why aren't you speaking? Are you unhappy with me? Do you think I haven't done enough to make it up to you? Or are you feeling wronged because I didn't reveal your identity? Speak out!"
Song Huihai, an old man over half a century old, roared uncontrollably for the first time, like an angry lion, staring at the people in front of him with scarlet eyes.
Ya Tong's legs went limp and she knelt on the ground in fear. She finally burst into panic and covered her lips and cried, "Wow, I feel wronged. I feel that your compensation to me is not enough, far from enough!"
Song Huihai's mouth showed a sad arc, and he shook his head in disappointment.
"I told you long ago to trust my love for you! I am your father and I love you!"
Ya Tong cried and sneered, "Love? You love us, but your love is different. For more than three years, you have been unwilling to reveal my identity. You are afraid that Song Ling will be sad. Your preference for him can be seen in the will. Do you think I don't know?
You left almost 80% of your inheritance to Song Ling. Aren't you worried about your own daughter? "
Damage was spilled, and she let out all the grievances and dissatisfaction she had hidden in her heart.
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