âIâm also responsible for thisââ While Tang Jingci was speaking, Qiao Xiyan grabbed her arm.
âHey, what are you two doing? Sit separately. Youâre sitting so close and pulling each other. Do you think Iâm dead?â Tang Wangjin stabbed the apple ruthlessly.
It was as if this apple was Qiao Xiyan. He kept poking it, and his eyes were staring at him fiercely.
Song Fengwan was sitting not far away and stroking the cat, and her heart skipped a beat. That apple is really unlucky. It actually fell into Uncle-Masterâs hands, and his butt was pierced.
In fact, if Qiao Xiyan became Tang Wangjinâs son-in-law, no matter if it was his personality or ability, there was naturally nothing to pick on. Although Qiao Xiyan and Tang Jingci hadnât lived together, they understood each otherâs temperament and character well, and she wouldnât suffer a loss if she really married into the Qiao family in the future.
Moreover, they knew each other well. No matter how anyone looked at it, this marriage was good.
But Tang Wangjin definitely didnât feel good after they hid it like this.
He had kidnapped his daughter silently. How could he feel good?
Fu Chen sat down beside Song Fengwan and lowered his head to peel an orange for her.
âI feel that the atmosphere isnât right.â Song Fengwan was a little anxious. Tang Wangjin was the most senior among the three senior and junior brothers, so he naturally spoke his mind. Now that he was angry, the atmosphere was a little solemn.
âWhat are you afraid of? Your uncle isnât Mr. Yan. Heâs very astute.â
Fu Chen passed the orange to her. Before Song Fengwan could eat it, Niannian stuck its head out and licked it.
He clearly remembered that when Song Jingrenâs matter erupted back then, Qiao Wangbei had come from Suzhou, but it wasnât simply to denounce him. Even with pressure from all sides, his brain had been much more active than Yan Wangchuanâs.
Even the Jing familyâs appearance back then was probably related to Qiao Wangbei.
As expected, just as the atmosphere was in a deadlock, a bang resounded.
Qiao Wangbei threw the box in his hand on the coffee table, and the sound shocked everyone.
Tang Wangjin, holding the knife, suddenly trembled. This fellow startled everyone. What is he doing?
Immediately afterward, a certain someone started acting.
âQiao Xiyan, do you know what youâre doing? Little Ci is your junior sister. Even a rabbit doesnât eat the grass beside its nest. But you specially choose the grass beside you to eat?
âI admit that Little Ci is outstanding. But how could you hide that you two are together from all of us?!â
Qiao Wangbei first took off his jacket before reprimanding harshly.
âSince youâre in a relationship, you should have just admitted it openly. That way, you wouldnât have caused all that nonsense. Look at what people are saying about Little Ci.
âYou bastard, the things Iâve taught you since you were a child, have you listened to any of it?!â
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Qiao Wangbei pointed at his sonâs nose and scolded him for being irresponsible and that he wasnât like a man.
These words made Tang Wangjin feel very comfortable.
He was holding back his anger. He only had this one daughter, and she was so precious to him, yet she suddenly became someone elseâs. Him not killing Qiao Xiyan directly was really giving his master face.
If it was anyone else...
He would have smashed his dog head first.
âQiao Xiyan, tell us yourself. Did you hide it from us because you just wanted to play? Is that why you didnât dare to mention it?â Qiao Wangbei was thin, and his stern voice frightened Tang Jingci.
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Qiao Xiyan shook his head. âNo, Iâm serious.â
âSince youâre serious, you have to take responsibility as a man!â
âI know.â
âTell me. When are you planning to settle the marriage with Little Ci?â
Tang Wangjin was listening comfortably when he suddenly heard about marriage, and his face instantly darkened. How did he get to this?
âI hope itâll be as soon as possible, but this depends on Second Uncle-Master and Little Ci. Iâm fine with anything.â Qiao Xiyanâs attitude was still very proper.
Qiao Wangbei smiled dryly and looked at Tang Wangjin. âSenior Brother, are you satisfied with this result?â
âQiao Wangbei, you and your son are putting on a show. Youâre digging a hole for me to jump into. How did this get to marriage?â Tang Wangjin wasnât a fool, and his face instantly turned blue.
âSenior Brother, things have already come to this. Our family is willing to take responsibility, but youâre still not satisfied. Then tell me yourself. What do you want?â
Tang Wangjin was at a loss for words.
Things had already developed to this point. What else could he do?
The person had already been kidnapped to his bed. What else could he do? Other than putting on a long face and getting angry, there was nothing he could do. He was furious.