That was her father, the father she had been separated from for twenty-seven or twenty-eight years, how could she bear to leave him alone.
Jian Yufei changed the subject: "What were you doing just now? Have you eaten? I just made dinner, let's eat."
Ruan Tianling tightened her palm, "Don't change the subject. Promise me, don't go near him in the future!"
Jian Yufei sighed, "I can only promise I won't let myself get hurt. Not seeing Dad, I can't do that."
"But he can hurt you every time!"
"No way?!"
Ruan Tianling was angry: "How could it be not! The first time, he hit your arm with a cup, the second time he choked your neck. Now he's still hitting you with a pillow! If I hadn't ordered room service to put nothing inside, what would have hit your head would be other things!"
Jian Yufei blinked: "So he can't hurt me, because he doesn't have tools."
"Jian Yufei—, did you understand what I mean!"
"I understand."
"Then why don't you listen to me!"
