Xu Qiaoqiao's footsteps paused, and she sneered, "That's right, I'm just that petty. What about it? Are you going to bite me?"
Qi Liu: ...
Xu Qiaoqiao lifted her head and, while supporting Xu Ruohua, walked straight in.
Seeing this, Xu Ruohua turned back to glance at Qi Liu, a bit anxious.
Xu Ruohua had been angry at the time, but now she was worried their father-daughter relationship would deteriorate again.
Qi Liu also snorted and walked to the opposite side.
No wonder the Saint said that only women and petty men are difficult to raise!
With Xu Qiaoqiao's strange temper, she'd definitely never be able to marry off!
Thinking this, he angrily opened his room door and walked in.
Who knows whom she inherited that temper from, it must be her biological dad! Because Ruohua was reasonable and understanding when she was young.
The two of them couldn't stand the sight of each other.
So they simply stopped talking again.
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Before they knew it, several days had passed.
