Yu Dongling gently shook her head in Qin Hao's embrace, then, as her memory stretched far back, she slowly said, "I don't hate him, how could I hate him? Even though he used me, treated me as bait. But he was also there, I know he never intended to hurt me."
"Although I don't know what kind of business he was involved in, I remember that when I was young, all the friends who tried to get close to me eventually stayed far away, and those who wanted to bully me either transferred schools or mysteriously disappeared, never to be seen again."
"When I grew up a bit more, I could guess a little. To others, my father wasn't a good person. He was even a heinous scoundrel who made people grit their teeth in anger."
"But I know, he was actually a very foolish person, always stubbornly sticking to his set of values, always hoping to teach me to be cold-blooded and ruthless. But he himself was always willing to let others use him as a tool because of some trivial favor in the past."
