"Before you go, I urge you one last time,"
"Please don't provoke Gan Yuan."
"You better scram!" Nancy sneered coldly, "I don't need you to worry about my affairs."
"Enough!" In the corridor, Duke Locke shouted angrily, "Apologize to Qian Xueying!"
Nancy frowned unhappily, "Dad!"
"Dad." Qian Xueying, carrying her suitcase, came up to Duke Locke and bowed deeply, "I will leave first."
Duke Locke reached out to hold her suitcase, "This is my home, and without my order, no one has any right to ask you to leave."
"Fine, if you can't bear to see her go, I'll leave!" Nancy turned around, stomping quickly down the stairs.
"Nancy!" Qian Xueying frowned, wanting to chase after her, but Duke Locke grasped her wrist, "Don't mind her, let her come to her senses!"
"I'm worried..."