Mu Chenxi looked at the man she hadn't seen for a long time in front of her.
Her father, Mu Jianguo.
He looked even older than the last time she saw him.
Time had left heavier marks on his face.
He gripped her hand tightly and pleaded softly, "Xixi, will you help Daddy, please? Daddy is begging you."
Mu Chenxi's nose suddenly soured.
It had been so long since she had heard him talk to her in that tone.
So long, it seemed like the last century.
Ever since her mother had abandoned them, her father began drinking heavily and developed a gambling addiction; the man who once cherished her like a priceless jewel had disappeared.
Avoiding Mu Jianguo's pleading gaze, Mu Chenxi said coldly, "I don't have any money, I can't help you."
She pulled her hand back and turned to leave.
Mu Jianguo stopped her again, urgently saying, "Xixi, you can do it!"