"Dad, why are you here? Please have a seat; let me pour you a cup of tea."
Chen Yuanyuan was flustered as she quickly wiped away the tears on her face and forced a smile to welcome Chen FengXing.
Chen FengXing remained silent, only extending his rough right hand to gently stroke his daughter's swollen and red cheek. In his sorrowful and guilty eyes, he felt heartache.
"Dad, I accidentally fell while working, but it's okay."
Chen Yuanyuan quickly turned her head, suppressing her grievances and pretending to be cheerful. "Uncle Wang scolded me earlier, saying that I'm clumsy and won't be able to find a husband in the future. You have to help me."
"I will stay by your side to take care of you; I won't get married."
Chen FengXing's gaze softened as he spoke, "My dear, I saw everything. Does it hurt?"
"It's because of my uselessness that you were bullied."
"Dad..."
A mixture of sourness and grievances surged in her heart, and Chen Yuanyuan's eyes instantly became moist.
She threw herself into Chen FengXing's arms, crying in pain and helplessness, like a helpless child.
The restaurant owner and the employees watched from afar, their hearts filled with complex emotions.
Chen FengXing embraced his daughter on his broad shoulders. With a weathered face filled with self-blame and guilt, he spoke in a deep voice, "My dear, it's because I'm useless. Your mother passed away early, and I couldn't take care of you properly while serving in the military. You have suffered a lot and been bullied."
"After retiring, instead of bringing honor to the family, I was disabled. And you had to take care of me. I made you, a grown girl, live in a chaotic urban village, subjected to scorn and ridicule. Even your proudest achievements were credited to someone else."
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