"Who is it?"
"It's Miss Qiao's father, Qiao Licheng."
Qiao Licheng…
Again, him!
As soon as Zhan Qipei thought of how Qiao Jing's eyes had been red just now, the rage inside him surged uncontrollably.
If he hadn't been considering that the man was Qiao Jing's biological father, and Qiao Jing had told him this was the last time, he would definitely have sent Qiao Licheng to prison for ten or eight years without release.
After putting down his phone, Zhan Qipei walked to the door of Qiao Jing's room.
"Knock knock—"
Qiao Jing looked at the door, puzzled.
"Something wrong?"
"Yeah." A low voice came from outside.
"Oh."
After replying, Qiao Jing said to her phone, "Let's talk later, gotta go now."
As soon as Qiao Jing opened the door, she saw Zhan Qipei's unhappy face and wondered what was wrong with him. Who had offended him?
Before Qiao Jing could ask, Zhan Qipei's voice preempted her.
"Did Qiao Licheng just come by?"