Hatred filled Xiao Haiqing's eyes.
"I want him to live a long life and live with Jiang Rong. I want his company to drag on and be half-dead. I want him to be filled with ambition forever but never get what he wants. I want him to see me become stronger than him step by step and climb above him step by step, so that he can never touch me. Yun Zhao, he's my father. I don't want him to die. I want him to live, but it's worse than dying."Xiao Haiqing said.
"Yun Zhao, don't help me. You can help me resolve my hatred at this moment, but you can't resolve the knot in my heart..."
She felt as if there was a dead knot in her heart. It was stuck inside and she could not sort it out. It was stuffy and uncomfortable.
Even though her father had nothing and Jiang Rong was half-dead, her knot was still there. That kind of torture could not be removed in a short period of time.