Tang's father immediately said, "Xiaoling, don't say such things anymore. Xingxing is very sensible. No matter who her father is, she is your daughter, and we will take good care of her."
"Since you want to take care of her, then go ahead. She will be good company for you." Tang Ling said.
"Where are you now? I'll come to find you, and we can talk face to face!" Tang's father didn't want to provoke Tang Ling; he just wanted to find her first.
"Don't worry about where I am. I have my own things to do now, and I won't be coming back." Tang Ling's attitude was firm.
"Alright, you don't have to come back, but you must ensure that your phone is available so we can contact you at any time," Tang's father made one final request.
"I'll just use this phone for now; don't call me if it's not necessary," Tang Ling said.
Tang's father agreed, "Do you still have money? How about I send you some?"
"No need," Tang Ling refused, "I have other things to handle, I'm hanging up now."
