C59 Uncle I Was Wrong

Cold sweat trickled down Zhang Dongqiang's forehead. If it really was his young uncle pushing him, that would be too terrifying. What kind of person was he? In just a few words, he had lost his bright future.

He was very shocked in his heart, but he still dialed his father's number. "Dad, it's me. Don't hang up in a hurry. It was my fault last night