章 95: It Was His Fault

Mo Roulan sat there in front of Cheng Yang. Her eyes filled with shock looked at her blank and empty eyes.

"W..what are you saying, Cheng Yang?"

It was visible that how shocked she was after hearing Cheng Yang's words because she was even stumbling with her words.

Cheng Yang didn't say anything but looked down at the violin in his hands. He was caressing its strings.

When Mo Roulan was about to call him again she heard him saying in a low voice.

"That evening, Dad took me with him saying that he would teach me how to drive the car."

His empty stared at the string was so lost as if he was seeing everything in front of his eyes.

"He taught me for an hour and I became very excited with the passing time. I thought that I had learned and could drive it by myself at that time. So I insisted that I would drive the car."

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'Dad, please let me drive now. I'll be careful. Promise.'