The news of He Tingjun's marriage was a huge blow to Fang Hui.
The expectation she had for He Tingjun was the only courage she had to try to escape from her family. Now that her only hope was shattered, the light in her eyes also went out. She sat dejectedly on the ground with a dull look in her eyes.
Seeing Fang Hui stop crying, Fang Lishan thought she was no longer stubborn, so he softened his tone a bit. "Huihui, what goes around comes around. If Chen Yonghua wasn't so poor, do you think you'd be able to marry into the Chen family with such conditions? You're my father's daughter, how could he possibly harm you? Be obedient and marry into the Chen family, and you'll have a good life in the future."
Fang Hui suddenly screamed and pushed Fang Lishan away: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If you hadn't locked me up and prevented me from going to the army to find him, how could Brother Tingjun marry someone else!"
Fang Lishan was caught off guard and was almost pushed down by Fang Hui. He staggered back several steps and only managed to steady himself by leaning his lower back against the desk.
He was furious: "Fang Hui, I've said everything I could to you, good or bad, and you didn't listen. Not only did you not dare to attack me?! You're such a rebel!"
Fang Lishan searched around and soon locked his eyes on a wooden clothes hanger hanging behind the door.
He pulled the clothes hanger off the nail behind the door, grabbed a corner of the hanger, and hit Fang Hui hard with it.
"I told you to push me! I told you to push me! If I don't change you today, I'm not your father!"
The thick wooden clothes hangers rained down on her body. Fang Hui howled in pain, curled up and rolled on the ground, trying to avoid it. However, there was limited space in the narrow room, and Fang Hui had nowhere to hide and could only passively take the beating.
Wu Min wanted to stop him, but as soon as she started to move, Fang Lishan hit her hand with a clothes hanger. The pain taught her a lesson, and Wu Min immediately became obedient.
She didn't dare to stop her anymore, so she had to persuade Fang Hui with her mouth, persuade her to be obedient, persuade her to beg for mercy, and persuade her not to go against her father anymore!
Wu Min spoke earnestly, and every word she said was filled with a mother's worry and love for her daughter.
Fang Hui only felt that her voice was harsh.
If the father's tyranny and despotism is an obvious cage, then the mother's tenderness is like an invisible vine.
She was locked in a cage built by her father. She had a chance to break out, but the gaps in the cage were tightly wrapped by vines.
Fang Hui closed her eyes in pain, unable to tell the difference between the two.
What is the difference between restrictions, vines and cages in the name of love?
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The photographer in the photo studio has good aesthetic taste.
Yun Qiao suggested that he wanted to take a photo with the marriage certificate as a souvenir, but he didn’t want to hold up the marriage certificate stupidly, and hoped that the photo would be of some quality.
When the photographer heard this, he immediately patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me."
Unlike the crowded period during the winter vacation, not many people came to the photo studio to take pictures on ordinary weekdays. In the whole morning, there were only two customers, Yun Qiao and He Tingjun. The photographer had a lot of free time, so he leisurely helped them set up a simple background.
Because these were wedding photos, the photographer chose a festive red backdrop. He then brought in the small round table used for reception. He'd found it at a scrap shop, and it had been confiscated from a wealthy family. It was carved with lilies, a delicate, ancient charm. Once the table was set up, he placed a thin-necked white porcelain lily vase, casually inserting a pale pink artificial lily.
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