Making Breakfast Especially for His Wife
"You don't need to bother my wife with these matters. Just tell the interrogators directly," Qin Kaize's indifferent voice suddenly froze the air. He wheeled his chair over to Su Yijia, gently holding her hand and giving it a squeeze before turning his gaze back to Miao Qingtian behind the iron bars.
"I came to you directly because no matter how much I plead with you, with your personality, you wouldn't bother," Miao Qingtian had long seen through what kind of person Qin Kaize was. She just didn't expect his wife to be someone who was tough on the outside and soft on the inside. But even knowing this, she had to take a gamble, as it was her only hope.
"Qin Kaize, I left you a way out and gave your wife a hint. You have to plead for me. I know that you and your uncle have influence. You can't ignore me," Miao Qingtian pleaded again when she saw the man refusing to respond.