Sure enough, Tong Zhenghai fell silent.

Ji Changmu looked indifferent and took out a stack of latest photos and threw them to Tong Zhenghai!

Photos are scattered on the ground.

They are all the latest photos of Tong Qian in the New York Psychiatric Hospital. She is wearing a hospital gown, her face is pale, her eyes are dull, she is in a trance, and her young and beautiful face has wrinkles.

After Tong Qian lost her supporter in New York, she suffered a mental breakdown and was admitted to a mental hospital for treatment. Chaochao now basically relies on social assistance to survive.

Moreover, her condition was very bad and she often had suicidal tendencies.

Tong Zhenghai opened his eyes wide and looked at the photos on the ground. His eyes were scarlet and he went crazy: "Ji Changmu, what did you do to my daughter?! You beast! How could she become like this?! If you want to take revenge, I will take revenge."

What is my ability to take revenge on my daughter?!"

"I did not retaliate against her. On the contrary, I was responsible for all her food and clothing expenses in New York, including the child she had stolen from someone else." Ji Changmu was very calm, "But your daughter is just like you.

She is a habitual liar and a greedy person. After her lies were exposed, she could no longer stand on her own and could only end up like this! She all deserved it."

"Impossible! Impossible! You must have lied to her and took revenge on her!"

Ji Changmu sneered: "I'm not going to lie to a woman, Tong Zhenghai, do you think everyone is as despicable and shameless as you?"

Tong Zhenghai went a little crazy. When he saw his daughter's photo, he immediately went into a state of madness.

Ji Changmu thought he didn't care about anything, but unexpectedly, he still cared about Tong Qian.

"Tong Zhenghai, you have no future, and neither will Tong Qian. This is the price marked by fate. When you extended your sinful hand to my father, you must have never thought about your fate more than ten years later."

"Tong Zhenghai, you should understand that this means that sinners deserve their punishment and their hearts are dirty. Sinful people do not deserve redemption. You can escape for a while, but you cannot escape forever."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Ji Changmu was always calm, with thin lips opening and closing, indifferent.

This small room was full of sin and coldness. Through the iron window, Ji Changmu's eyes kept falling on Tong Zhenghai, whose facial lines were cold and hard.

"In the past two years, I wasted time looking for evidence and allowed you to live for so long. Tong Zhenghai, you should go to hell to confess to my father. He was pushed by you when he was the most contented and successful in his career.

If you fall into the abyss of death, you are not worthy of being a human being."

"It's worth it..." Tong Zhenghai suddenly laughed uncontrollably, "I have lived at least more than ten years longer than Ji Donghuai, a short-lived ghost. Isn't it worth it? Haha. And his son is now disabled in both legs, and his wife

I'm insane, everything goes my way, hahaha."

Ji Changmu sneered and remained silent.

As soon as Tong Zhenghai lowered his head, he could see the photo of his daughter. His hands were trembling. He did not dare to lower his head, and his pupils were dilated with fear.

No matter what, Tong Qian is his only daughter.

But he didn't expect that in just a few years, Tong Qian would become like this!

If he wants to see his daughter, he must see his daughter.

There was no trace of emotion on Ji Changmu's cold face. He looked even calmer when he looked at the crazy Tong Zhenghai.

He has no intention of staying in this place with Tong Zhenghai anymore. The darkness and gloominess here are like a prison, which easily reminds him of the time when he was sixteen.
Chapter completed!