Chapter９１

Old man Yang stared at the woman in the photo with red eyes.

It was a tall and straight woman about thirty years old. Her back was as straight as a Jinsong, without the appearance of life collapse.

Tears streamed down Old man Yang's cheeks.

In the photo, although half of the woman's face had been destroyed, the half of her face that hadn't been destroyed could clearly see the delicate and beautiful outline, especially her beautiful slanted eyes.

Tears streamed down Old man Yang's face.

How could he not recognize his daughter? Even if half of her face was burnt, the outline of that face was enough to make him recognize that she was his daughter who he had lost for more than 20 years.

Looking at his daughter's burnt face and the old patched clothes on her body, Old man Yang felt his heart ache. What on earth had he done to make his daughter fall into such a situation.