(Wishing everyone an early happy Dragon Boat Festival~ I've been out these past few days~)
"It's not godfather, it's dad," Chang Chi said while getting into her car and making a phone call.
"Him?" Chang Mei blamed herself—she must have been addled by Yan Wuxu, which made her slow to grasp the situation. Su Qingzhang was still well and in his office at the moment.
"His arms and legs, they were all chopped off." Lately, the injury Yan Wuxu received from a drunken robbery had just healed. Early this morning, he had called Chang Chi to bring him alcohol. Reluctantly, considering that he was her biological father, she rushed over.
"Chopped off?" The news struck Chang Mei as well—chopped off, that useless man, despite being a timid person and having no enemies in life. How could someone do such a brutal thing to him?
