The sky was gloomy; dark clouds amassed in the distance, moving closer, as the wind began to howl.
Boom—
Lightning accompanied by the roar of thunder hurried the pace of pedestrians on the street.
Rain was imminent; everyone was busy rushing on their way.
Xiyan walked aimlessly and alone on the street.
The surrounding neon lights gradually lit up, with nightfall approaching.
"Please, spare my Shiyi and go after Xiyan instead. She is also my daughter."
These words echoed in Xiyan's ears like a curse.
Xiyan lifted her little face, that stubborn expression devoid of tears, yet it was clear she was deeply upset.
Why… Why is this happening?
She yearned for fatherly love so much, almost like a beggar, longing for even a tiny bit of care from Xia Zhengxiong.
Really, she wasn't greedy, just a little bit would have sufficed.
But what was the outcome?
The rain fell in a splattering downpour.
