"Dad, I was wrong. I was wrong. I don't want to go to jail. You gotta help me!" Peng Yu rushed up and held the middle-aged man's hand, begging, "I don't want to go to jail…"
"Stop it!" The middle-aged man shook off her hand and coldly said, "Just go beg Miss Xiao to forgive you, and your sister. Without the money your sister earned we can't even make ends meet!"
Peng Yu relaxed her hand and withdrew by two steps. She stared at the man in disgust and sneered. "In fact, what you want is not to save me but to keep yourself safe, right? You don't want to be implicated by me, so you force me to apologize to that woman, right?!"
"I wouldn't have to worry at all if you hadn't done those things!" The man took a glance at Peng Yu vexatiously and said, "Let me make it clear, if you don't go to apologize to her, you're no longer my daughter!" Then he walked out.