She won't hurt you again

''What is your father's occupation? ''

Liling's grip on the cup tightened and she bit on her lower lip. She knew what he was trying to do. He wanted to show her reasons why she was not good enough for his son. Of course, there was no way he would have come there without proper investigations of her identity.

''My father… is a carpenter '' Liling said in a mild tone. She could not lift her eyes, they were already blurry.

''Mm… nice hand work; and your mom? ''

'''She's dead. ''

''Sad ''

Mr. Zang said, sipping from his cup.

Liling felt like fainting. Her hands were so sweaty that the cup felt slippery. Sweat drops were dropping from her face onto the coffee.

''You have a bright future Miss Liling. I don't want you to waste it. I hear you are a singer? ''

''Yes sir ''

''Nice, nice ''

There was silence for a while.