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n“I’m also responsible for this—” While Tang Jingci was speaking, Qiao Xiyan grabbed her arm.

n“Hey, what are you two doing? Sit separately. You’re sitting so close and pulling each other. Do you think I’m dead?” Tang Wangjin stabbed the apple ruthlessly.

nIt was as if this apple was Qiao Xiyan. He kept poking it, and his eyes were staring at him fiercely.

nSong Fengwan was sitting not far away and stroking the cat, and her heart skipped a beat. That apple is really unlucky. It actually fell into Uncle-Master’s hands, and his butt was pierced.

nIn fact, if Qiao Xiyan became Tang Wangjin’s son-in-law, no matter if it was his personality or ability, there was naturally nothing to pick on. Although Qiao Xiyan and Tang Jingci hadn’t lived together, they understood each other’s temperament and character well, and she wouldn’t suffer a loss if she really married into the Qiao family in the future.

nMoreover, they knew each other well. No matter how anyone looked at it, this marriage was good.

nBut Tang Wangjin definitely didn’t feel good after they hid it like this.

nHe had kidnapped his daughter silently. How could he feel good?

nFu Chen sat down beside Song Fengwan and lowered his head to peel an orange for her.

n“I feel that the atmosphere isn’t right.” Song Fengwan was a little anxious. Tang Wangjin was the most senior among the three senior and junior brothers, so he naturally spoke his mind. Now that he was angry, the atmosphere was a little solemn.

n“What are you afraid of? Your uncle isn’t Mr. Yan. He’s very astute.”

nFu Chen passed the orange to her. Before Song Fengwan could eat it, Niannian stuck its head out and licked it.

nHe clearly remembered that when Song Jingren’s matter erupted back then, Qiao Wangbei had come from Suzhou, but it wasn’t simply to denounce him. Even with pressure from all sides, his brain had been much more active than Yan Wangchuan’s.

nEven the Jing family’s appearance back then was probably related to Qiao Wangbei.

nAs expected, just as the atmosphere was in a deadlock, a bang resounded.

nQiao Wangbei threw the box in his hand on the coffee table, and the sound shocked everyone.

nTang Wangjin, holding the knife, suddenly trembled. This fellow startled everyone. What is he doing?

nImmediately afterward, a certain someone started acting.

n“Qiao Xiyan, do you know what you’re doing? Little Ci is your junior sister. Even a rabbit doesn’t eat the grass beside its nest. But you specially choose the grass beside you to eat?

n“I admit that Little Ci is outstanding. But how could you hide that you two are together from all of us?!”

nQiao Wangbei first took off his jacket before reprimanding harshly.

n“Since you’re in a relationship, you should have just admitted it openly. That way, you wouldn’t have caused all that nonsense. Look at what people are saying about Little Ci.

n“You bastard, the things I’ve taught you since you were a child, have you listened to any of it?!”

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nQiao Wangbei pointed at his son’s nose and scolded him for being irresponsible and that he wasn’t like a man.

nThese words made Tang Wangjin feel very comfortable.

nHe was holding back his anger. He only had this one daughter, and she was so precious to him, yet she suddenly became someone else’s. Him not killing Qiao Xiyan directly was really giving his master face.

nIf it was anyone else…

nHe would have smashed his dog head first.

n“Qiao Xiyan, tell us yourself. Did you hide it from us because you just wanted to play? Is that why you didn’t dare to mention it?” Qiao Wangbei was thin, and his stern voice frightened Tang Jingci.

nHer father didn’t agree to the two of them being together. If Qiao Wangbei didn’t agree either, their path would be difficult.

nQiao Xiyan shook his head. “No, I’m serious.”

n“Since you’re serious, you have to take responsibility as a man!”

n“I know.”

n“Tell me. When are you planning to settle the marriage with Little Ci?”

nTang Wangjin was listening comfortably when he suddenly heard about marriage, and his face instantly darkened. How did he get to this?

n“I hope it’ll be as soon as possible, but this depends on Second Uncle-Master and Little Ci. I’m fine with anything.” Qiao Xiyan’s attitude was still very proper.

nQiao Wangbei smiled dryly and looked at Tang Wangjin. “Senior Brother, are you satisfied with this result?”

n“Qiao Wangbei, you and your son are putting on a show. You’re digging a hole for me to jump into. How did this get to marriage?” Tang Wangjin wasn’t a fool, and his face instantly turned blue.

n“Senior Brother, things have already come to this. Our family is willing to take responsibility, but you’re still not satisfied. Then tell me yourself. What do you want?”

nTang Wangjin was at a loss for words.

nThings had already developed to this point. What else could he do?

nThe person had already been kidnapped to his bed. What else could he do? Other than putting on a long face and getting angry, there was nothing he could do. He was furious.

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