Ji Yunhuan looked at the girl. The girl kept denying: "Dad, it's not like that."
"It's not? How is it not?" Seeing his daughter so disappointing made her father extremely angry, wanting to slap her.
As he raised his hand, Qi Mo stopped him, dominantly pulling the girl behind him: "I said I would take responsibility! You are not allowed to hit her."
"Qi Mo…" The girl looked at Qi Mo, moved, never expecting Qi Mo to protect her like this.
Her father wanted to pull her back, but Qi Mo was taller and stronger. He could only shout angrily: "Take responsibility? How will you take responsibility? Our daughter is going to study abroad in the future. How can a boy like you, who can't bear anything, take responsibility for her life?"
The girl spoke: "Dad, don't be like this, I'm doing this willingly."
"Willingly? You, a youngster who learned nothing good, I had such high hopes for you, and you were led away by this wild boy."
