I thought she would hide in the future.

But what I didn't expect was.

I would see her in the hospital.

As soon as I arrived at the door of my daughter's ward.

Before I even entered.

I heard a voice coming from inside:

"You wench, don't think that I won't dare to do anything to you like this. Ignoring my messages, feeling itchy, huh?"

I pushed the door open abruptly.

Song Yang, this despicable person, chewing gum, pulling my daughter's hair, was about to hit her.

Without any hesitation.

I rushed over, kicked her out, then punched her face repeatedly, dragged her into the restroom, and even broke the mop.

Looking at the pitiful Song Yang lying in front of the toilet.

I took out my phone, called Xiang Tao, and asked him to bring a car over.

The car stopped in a deserted factory area.

I kicked Song Yang out of the car.

I hung her up.

She struggled in pain, I hit her with a wrench, and her screams grew louder.

Crying and sobbing, she said, "Uncle, let me go, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

I hit her with the wrench again, this time on her mouth.

Immediately, teeth mixed with blood fell from her mouth.

Her expression turned fierce, roaring, "My dad won't let you go!"

I had someone release her.

She thought I was scared, glaring at me, "I will kill your whole family!"

I laughed, kicked her in the stomach, and she knelt on the ground in pain. I grabbed her neck, threw her aside.

At that moment.

A phone rang on Song Yang's body: "Hello, Yang Yang, where are you? Mom has arranged the transfer procedures for you, your dad has taken care of everything, you just need to attend two weeks of psychological counseling, Yang Yang?"