The Child Is Dead

Xue Yating had returned in less than a month.

In the Xue family's villa, Xue Yating saw her father, Xue Zhengrong, and immediately questioned him, "Dad, why did you have to bring me back?"

Pa!

Xue Zhengrong slapped her without any explanation. "Tell me why! You've embarrassed me!"

"You asked for it! If you had agreed to let me be with my uncle, I wouldn't have had to elope with him!" Xue Yating felt very indignant after being beaten up.

Xue Zhengrong was furious. "Look at you! How shameless!"

"I want to be with the person I like. I don't think there's anything to be ashamed of. It's you, daddy, who insisted on breaking us up!"

"Shut up!"

Xue Zhengrong vowed to discipline his daughter well. If he brought her back this time, she could forget about escaping.

"From today onwards, you better stay in Peijing! That Xue Xianming, oh no, An Xianming, if he dares to come again, I'll break his legs!"

Xue Zhengrong was furious.