Hearing his daughter's words, Ye Que felt particularly remorseful for coldly ignoring her earlier and even shouting at her. He suddenly pulled her over into his arms.
"Silly child, why didn't you say something sooner?"
Finding the situation unbelievable, he released her and inspected her body from head to toe, "Are you really not hurt? Not a single injury?"
She spent a whole night outside with some uncle. His daughter was so beautiful, what man wouldn't try something if he was with her the whole night?
He couldn't believe it, and looked at her anxiously for a sincere response.
Ye Lantian was very firm, shaking her head and said, "I'm really not hurt, and if it wasn't for that uncle, I might have died already."
Seeing that his father no longer had a cold expression, Ye Lantian breathed a sigh of relief.
Indeed, telling the truth didn't make father angry.
"It's good that you're okay." Ye Que also breathed a sigh of relief.
