Reaping what you sow (2)

Qin Fang finally grabbed onto the life-saving straw. She could finally explain it and convince herself that Zhou Zhengji didn't want to do all this.

However, her words were not convincing at all to the ears of others.

At this moment, ruan Mengmeng walked out from behind Zhan mo. With her clear and cold voice, she crushed Qin Fang's last hope without hesitation.

"If Zhou Zhengji really had a little bit of affection, even if someone had a gun to his head, he wouldn't have done that kind of thing himself. Zhou Jiaojiao's surname is Zhou, and she's his daughter. How could there be a father who loves his daughter and would do such a thing to his daughter?"

When ruan Mengmeng said this, her crystal clear almond-shaped eyes were tainted with a touch of coldness.

Of course, there were such people in this world.

Wasn't that the case for Zhan Yang?

Thinking of the man who should be called 'father' in her life, the coldness at the corner of her lips deepened.