Chapter 1381
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Jing Tong wouldn't consider the man's feelings. She just felt that the man's touch made her uncomfortable, so she refused without hesitation.
Anyway, after seeing her father tomorrow, she would immediately return to Yang City. She would never have anything to do with this man.
That night, she stayed in Jiang Mansion for the night and went to prison early the next morning. During this time, she and Jiang Yu didn't talk much.
This man had always been a man of few words. In the past, the two of them rarely had a chance to get along, and she had always been the one chattering. It was already giving her face that Jiang Yu didn't show impatience, let alone respond to her.
When she was too lazy to talk, the silence between the two of them was even more terrifying. She knew that Jiang Yu would arrange everything, so she didn't ask anything. She arrived at the prison smoothly under his arrangement. After passing through layers of checks, she finally saw her father.
The moment she saw Jing Zhiyuan, she almost cried. However, in just three or four years, Jing Zhiyuan, who looked like he was in his forties, looked twenty years older. He had lost a lot of weight, and he looked like a shriveled old man.
"… Tongtong." Jing Zhiyuan said hoarsely, and his eyes were red. "Dad, I didn't expect to see you again."
Jing Tong had just opened her mouth and was about to speak when she burst into tears. She burst into tears and almost lost her composure.
It had been a long time since she had cried so freely. Ever since Jing Zhiyuan went to prison, she had never had a shoulder to rely on and relax on. Even though she knew that Jing Zhiyuan couldn't help her, she still lost her composure like the little girl who didn't know anything.
Jing Zhiyuan could only comfort her anxiously and futilely. His hands were on the bars, trembling slightly, as if he was hating his own helplessness.
Jing Tong's suppressed crying fell into Jiang Yu's ears, almost disturbing his mind. He clenched his hands, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged, but he still couldn't suppress the powerlessness and regret in his heart. For the first time, he even doubted himself. Was he really too cold-blooded?
Jing Tong cried for a full five minutes before she stopped sobbing.
"Dad …" She sobbed. "I miss you so much …"
Jing Zhiyuan was heartbroken. "I'm sorry. It's all my fault …"
Jing Tong shook her head with a smile and interrupted him, "Dad, what are you doing in prison? Why have you lost so much weight? Don't they feed them? "
"No, it's Daddy who can't eat anymore," Jing Zhiyuan choked.
"You have to take care of yourself." Jing Tong sniffed. "I'm still waiting for your good behavior to reduce your sentence."
Jing Zhiyuan's lips moved, but in the end, he still nodded. "Okay, Daddy will work hard."
No matter how good his performance was, it was impossible for him to have his sentence reduced. He believed that Jing Tong also knew this, but there was no need to say it at this time to spoil the mood.
"What about you? You've also lost a lot of weight, "he said with a heartache.
"I'm on a diet." Jing Tong's tone was light. "Do you think I've become prettier?"
Jing Zhiyuan smiled and nodded. "You've become prettier and more mature."
But when he thought of the price his daughter had to pay for maturing, his heart ached even more.
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