The group of people here looked at her intently, and the smiles piled up on their faces were like Zhou Sheng. They smiled indifferently again, showing strangeness.

I admit that the news that just broke out made them a little scared. But you, a little girl, is like speaking loudly in front of a group of elders, and what can you be considered a thing.

Even if you graduate, what can we do if we can become a doctor?

We uncles and aunts eat a lot more kilograms of rice than you, and we know very well what this society is like. In short, these people don’t like her parents at all, and don’t like her. If you like this person, you will hear the other person expressing their ambitions and dreams, it must be like her teachers, senior sisters and brothers in public.

Encourage her.

If you don’t like it, you don’t like it. Why do she and her parents want to please these people? You hate me, and I hate you even more.

Xie Wanying said to her father again: "Dad, go."

This time her tone was imperative.

After being drunk by her daughter, Xie Changrong widened his eyes.

"Your daughter asked you to leave, thank you." The guests around him cheered and said to him with a loud laugh.

Her father is very similar to the Kong Yiji in Lu Xun's works. He was teased by others and thought he could integrate into this group. He was dreaming and drinking all day long. Only by soaking in alcohol can he escape the real world.

Once a person fails, he will be in a state that is worse than a rat crossing the street wherever he goes. It is the most realistic portrayal of her father's life.

Once again, she proves that what her mother said is right. Her father’s mind is forced. This society is cruel. Success and defeated. He does not accept any failure.

"I, I won't leave--" Xie Changrong staggered and sat down.

After being laughed like this, I don’t care about my daughter, but what I want is the only remaining face.

His fist was hammered on the table, in order to prevent these people from laughing at him again, he spoke harshly: "She can't let me go!"

This scene on site is enough to confirm where the problem lies.

"You guys have no conscience."

Chang Jiawei said with a frown.

After he said this, the people present seemed to be stabbed by needles, their faces were red, and the sitting and standing were all cursing loudly: "We have no conscience? Who are you?"

"Why do you laugh at him when he sees him drinking like this?" Chang Jiawei squirted back angrily.

Anyway, the spinal surgery department he works in can be said to be classified as one of the branches of neurosurgery and has research on the human brain.

To be precise, these people are even more vicious than those of high school classmates below. This is because these people are not young, have rich social experience, and are better at how to destroy individuals.

"We immediately notified his daughter to pick him up when he saw him drinking so much." Zhou Sheng pointed his hand at the ceiling and swore that he was his life-saving benefactor.

"Yes, yes." The group of people followed closely to respond to Zhou Sheng, "We all advised him to drink less. It's because you have no conscience in speaking."

Didn't persuade him early, and when the blow was almost over, he called his family over and continued to vent his temper. He called him a conscience? "Dad." Xie Wanying walked over and said to her father that the person who unzipped the bell needs the person who tied the bell. The most important thing for a person is to be self-reliant and self-reliance and self-improvement, she opened the crux of the problem. Her father must get rid of all this by himself. It must not be drinking but "You don't need to be with me."
Chapter completed!