She looked at the old man, her face still cold, “Don’t you say that I am your granddaughter? For so many years, you have to make up for me.”
The old man nodded, “Yes, what do you want, a car, a house, or what?”
“I don’t want it.” Ava shook his head, “I don’t want anything, as long as you let me go, as long as you… be kind to my uncle.”
After speaking, she turned around with red eyes and walked outside the door.
After not taking a few steps, the old man said distressedly behind her: “Ava, because you are my granddaughter, I can’t let you go.”
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