Seeing his daughter nibbling on the marshmallow, Liu Changqing felt that his heart was about to melt.
What man doesn’t like his daughter?
How cute.
My daughter's every move, because she didn't want her to help tie her hair, she tied it into a crooked ponytail, and her hair looked loose when she walked...
So cute!
He glanced at Feng Shuyan again.
Slightly inferior to my own daughter.
With this thought in his mind, Liu Changqing straightened his back unconsciously.
Soon, Liu Changqing took the three of them to the small restaurant agreed on the phone and asked for a private room on the second floor so that they could have a good chat when Feng Shuyan's father came.
As for Feng Shuyan's matter, if he were Liu Changqing before time travel, he probably wouldn't have the heart to meddle in other people's business. But after he became the father of two children, for some reason, when he saw Feng Shuyan squatting alone on the roadside last night,
When you have traces on your body...
He felt distressed.
It's hard to describe that feeling, but he just thought about it from his perspective. If it was Liu Xiazhi sitting there, he would also hope that someone would help her instead of turning away indifferently.
What's more... this guy is also a good friend of his daughter.
"I want a Coke."
Feng Shuyan reached out and pulled Liu Changqing.
Without saying much this time, Liu Changqing took the menu, wrote down a few dishes, and ran downstairs to tell the waiter.
I sat back down, took out my phone and checked the time.
It feels like it's almost time for the other party to arrive.
Could it be that the place chosen is too far away and the other party cannot find it?
Just as I was thinking about it, the door was rudely opened.
"Bang!"
A man wearing a white shirt and suit pants walked in.
He was carrying a box in his hand.
He closed the door first, then looked around. When he saw Feng Shuyan's face, the tense expression on his face relaxed.
Then he looked at Liu Changqing, who was sitting next to Feng Shuyan, as if he was imprisoning him.
He placed the password box in his hand on the table and opened it.
"I know you just want money, so I'll give it to you. I understand your rules. I didn't report you when I came."
Liu Changqing looked at each other in surprise.
His eyes moved to the box again.
It's not like what I've seen in movies before. It's full of banknotes. Looking at the arrangement, it feels like it's only 150,000 or 60,000 at most.
but……
"Are you mentally ill?"
Looking at Feng Qian, whose eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes due to lack of sleep, Liu Changqing looked very depressed.
"Let's not talk about anything else. If I really kidnap your daughter, do you think this little money is enough?"
"But I only have so much now. I will borrow it. I will give you as much as you want!"
Feng Qian looked very excited when he spoke.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Feng Shuyan looked very surprised.
"Did Uncle Fat want to kidnap me?!"
"you shut up!"
Liu Changqing pinched his eyebrows.
Then he looked directly at Feng Qian and stretched out a finger.
"First, I didn't kidnap your daughter."
Extend two sticks.
"Second, the reason why I said that on the phone is because you didn't look at the call records to see how many calls I made to you."
Stretching out three fingers, Liu Changqing's expression became serious.
"Third, why don't you even know about your daughter's abuse?"
It is impossible for a person's acting skills to be so good. Judging from the other party's attitude towards Feng Shuyan, his father's love for his daughter is 100% true. Then... who caused the scars on Feng Shuyan's body?
From the moment he walked in, the panic on the other person's face, and the apparent relief when he saw Feng Shuyan sitting there safely and uninjured, all told Liu Changqing that he was a father who loved his children very much.
.
But Feng Shuyan's mental state did not lie. There were marks on her hands and feet from being tied up...
Feng Qian's face showed a lack of energy due to excessive fatigue. After hearing Liu Changqing's last words, his eyes widened.
"Abuse...abuse?"
When he said these two words, his mouth trembled a little.
"How...how could...it shouldn't be, it's impossible..."
"impossible?"
After hearing what the other party said, he asked back. Liu Changqing's face turned ugly. He grabbed Feng Shuyan's little hand and handed it to Feng Qian with the traces on the wrist that had not been completely eliminated.
It looked like redness and swelling caused by being strangled hard by a rope. There was an obvious indentation mark on the wrist.
After a night, it seems that it has not completely disappeared.
After seeing the scars on his daughter's hands, Feng Qian's eyes were filled with disbelief.
He subconsciously took a step back. His mind was like paste at this moment, and he couldn't think at all.
"How could it be...it shouldn't be, it's impossible for her to do such a thing..."
"You already have the answer in your mind, don't you?"
Liu Changqing asked back.
"Call her and ask her if Feng Shuyan is home."
Feng Qian stared blankly at Feng Shuyan's face.
Feng Shuyan, on the other hand, did not look at her father's face. She did not seem to have any strong emotional fluctuations regarding his arrival.
He just pulled back the wrist shown by Liu Changqing and played with the tableware on the seat.
Just like the feeling she gave him when Liu Changqing saw her for the first time...
She has a maturity and indifference different from her age.
In other words...she seems to have become numb.
Feng Qian's hands seemed to be trembling as he tried hard to control his breathing.
At this moment, the box seemed to become quiet.
Liu Xiazhi's little mouth was already wide open.
She looked at Feng Shuyan, who was silent.
Only at this moment did she understand why the other party was always covering up and keeping a distance from her when they took a shower together yesterday.
She looked at Feng Shuyan, then at her good friend's father, and finally at Liu Changqing...
Why did he discover this...
Feng Qian adjusted his emotions, took out his cell phone, and pressed the frequently dialed number.
It was eerily quiet in the private room, and you could hear the "beep...beep...beep" sound coming from your cell phone.
Connected.
"Did Shuyan go home?"
Feng Qian asked immediately.
[Ah...Shu...Shuyan just got home from school and went to take a shower. I will ask her to say something to you later.]
"Okay, let Shuyan take over."
【……】
There was silence on the phone.
The other party obviously did not expect that Feng Qian would not act according to common sense this time.
Listening to the silent voice on the phone, Feng Qian's eyes became increasingly complex, followed by endless anger.
He hung up the phone and looked at Feng Shuyan.
But Feng Shuyan still lowered her head and fiddled with the tableware.
"Shu Yan..."
Feng Qian's voice became choked.
The man in his thirties had his eyes turned red at this moment, and his face was almost purple due to congestion.
He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab his daughter.
It's a pity that Liu Changqing stood between the two of them.
Feng Shuyan fiddled with the tableware in her hands and sat on her seat without saying a word.
His little face was expressionless, and he seemed to have no emotional fluctuations in everything.
The movements of her hands stopped.
Her eyes were still fixed on the tableware, without raising her head to look at her father.