Even if he isn't entirely a good person, he has always tried his best to protect himself.
In these past twenty years, if asked who has given her the most, without a doubt, it's the man in front of her.
Qiao Dehou trembled slightly as he walked out from the table, and before Qiao Mo could react, he pulled her into his arms, his eyes moist: "I knew you weren't dead... good child... I knew you weren't dead!"
Qiao Mo gently hugged him back, choking up a little, "Dad."
"I'm here... Dad is here, always been here."
Tears from Qiao Mo fell one after another, she never dared to see him because she was afraid he wouldn't recognize her.
Gradually, their emotions calmed down, and the father and daughter talked about what had happened over the years.
When it came to the Qiao family's resurgence, Qiao Mo was a bit surprised.
Because the startup capital Qiao Dehou had after getting out of prison was gained from the piece of white jade she had given to Shen Ling back then.
