Xia Zhisu said to Ling Tian'ao, "I'll take responsibility for my own actions! My dad is guilty, but he doesn't deserve to die. If I could, I would willingly bear the guilt for him."
"Xia Zhisu!! Have you forgotten how Yao Zhenglong treated you!!"
"I remember, I remember the first pair of shoes Dad bought for me, the first birthday he celebrated with me, the first meal he cooked for me, and the first day he sent me to school. I consider him my biological father. Even if a father is guilty, it's a daughter's duty to atone for him. You're not me, you can't understand that kind of love, but I can't forget it."
Mu Bozhi couldn't help but take another look at Xia Zhisu, who was pleading on behalf of the adoptive father who had injected her with drugs.
Mu Bozhi nodded and spoke again, "Take the young madam away!"
"Uncle!!" Ling Tian'ao refused to agree no matter what.
Xia Zhisu said, "Don't make things difficult for your uncle! I'll go!"
"Xia Zhisu!!"
