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Conspiracy

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The next day, Old Master Qiao woke up in the morning and had breakfast with everyone.

Other than Qiao Yi's family who had left, everyone was eating as usual, but they all looked tired.

Qiao Ying was so stressed out about what happened yesterday that she couldn't eat.

She sat in front of her plate, hands trembling. She was unable to pick up any food.

When Qiao Li saw Qiao Ying like this, he was so angry that he slapped away Qiao Ying's chopsticks. "Don't eat if you can't. You're such a good-for-nothing."

After Qiao Ying was scolded by her father, she trembled even more violently. Her entire body was on the verge of collapse, and she was close to tears.

"Alright, Qiao Li. Xiao Ying just got a shock yesterday. Don't scare her like this." Qiao Ren said.

Qiao Ying looked at Qiao Ren with gratitude.

"Big brother, you should take care of your own children first. I know my kid." Qiao Li snorted.

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