C185 Journal in Hand

"That Wang Jian …" Xiao Yun wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

Pingping sighed, "When my mother died and my father was in prison, I was in great pain. He treated me a little better, so I thought I could rely on him for my life. Who knew he would do this."

"Forget it, I'll be here in the future. If you need anything, just come find me."

Pingping nodded