History Repeats Itself

Mr. Su muttered a lot.

Su Qianqian listened silently with tears streaming down her face. "Dad…" Su Qianqian bit her red lips with her teeth and said sadly," If you can live, I'll leave the entertainment industry! In the future, I'll open a mahjong shop, a restaurant, a bookstore, and any shop to earn some money! "

In the face of death, Su Qianqian suddenly felt that nothing was important.

The fame and fortune that she had pursued in the past weren't important!

When Mr. Su heard his daughter's words, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face. "Qianqian, with your words, I'm satisfied! Alright, go to the docks quickly. Don't waste time. When you leave the Prosperous Capital safely, call me again. Don't worry, I won't commit suicide. I'll hold on until the last moment."

With that, Mr. Su hung up decisively.

Su Qianqian said, "Dad!"