"Over the years, you and this woman have formed a new family. You and her gave birth to Beibei. It can be said that the family is happy and the whole family is happy. Can you think of your rotten wife and your forgotten daughter in the dead of night? Do you feel guilty every time you think of them?"

"Over the years, do you know that your daughter has disappeared. If you know, have you ever felt sad. Have you ever dreamed of your daughter in a midnight dream? Did she curl up in the street in ragged clothes when you dreamed of her? Did you dream that she was bullied by other men, that she cried for help with you in tears, and that she was desperate and helpless?"

Facing Ruoxi's complaint, beisucheng bowed his head in shame.

Ruoxi's cold face is a little chapped, showing a broken and embarrassing expression.

She glared at beisucheng angrily: "Dad, you hold Beibei in the palm of your hand. She has never lived in the open air, suffered a little grievance, or suffered the eyes of others. She is like a proud young lady, living with the stars and the moon."

"Look at your two daughters. You gave them life, but why did you treat them differently. You were so kind to her and so ruthless to me. Dad, have you ever regretted a little?"

"Hum. I think you haven't had my daughter in your heart since you made up your mind to abandon our mother and daughter. I'm missing. My mother should have come to you, and you shouldn't have looked for me or dreamed of me. You won't even guess how I will be bullied these years?"

"Ruoxi, dad is not as ruthless as you say. I love you." Beisucheng quipped.

Ruoxi sneered, as if he heard a big joke. She said coldly, "you love me? Dad, don't you think your level of lying is too poor. Oh, it's not that you can't lie, but that you don't know me. After I've seen the white eyes of the world and tasted the warmth and coldness of human feelings, my ability to think about people's hearts has also reached a new level. If you want to deceive me, you're really a teacher."

"If you really hurt me, even if you have a little guilt for me over the years, I think I've survived the disaster and come home. You should be a little happy. But I can't feel your joy. You haven't treated me well, Dad. I'm disappointed in you. I'm so disappointed."

Beisu looked at his daughter sincerely. He remembered her when she was a baby. He was small and ugly. At that time, she was so fragile and helpless. He never thought that one day she would sit in a wheelchair, which not only looked like dying, but also gave him such a disturbing sense of oppression.

She is like a strong man, and he is her mole ant. She picked it up little by little, lifted it up in the air and threw it to the ground.

"Ruoxi, I'm sorry." He apologized to her.

At that time. He couldn't feel his heart. He didn't know whether it was repentance or her power. He had to convince her that he was sorry.

Ruoxi's eyes became very cold: "I'm sorry. I can't return to my lost childhood. Dad, do you want to know what terrible places I've been wandering to and what terrible things I've done over the years?"

Beisucheng resisted.

But Ruoxi came quietly.

"I was kidnapped and trafficked by human traffickers and became the daughter of others. They beat and scold me. I escaped and was found by the devil. He taught me to kill. I kill every day. Because if I don't kill them, they will kill me."