"Alright, alright. You're tired, aren't you? If you're tired, go back and rest."
Su Qiao today felt exceptionally different to the old man.
The old man had truly been at his wit's end. He had wanted to use what little breath he had left to beg Su Qiao to treat his son and grandson a little better in the future.
He simply hadn't expected...
Although Su Qiao had not harmed his father, Qi Jinghe's expression still looked rather unpleasant.
"What is she tired from?"
She idled around all day long. She was the sort of person who wouldn't even pick up a broom if it fell to the ground. Could someone like that really get tired?
Had she played herself tired?
Old Man Liu's face turned cold. "Jing He, is this how your father taught you?
"How can you be so rude to your Husband Master? Hurry up and apologize to your Husband Master."
No matter what, as long as Su Qiao changed even a little and treated the father and son a little better, they should be grateful.
Qi Jinghe snorted coldly and turned his head away.
"Uh, no need. I'll be going first." Su Qiao hurriedly waved her hand and walked toward the door.
When she passed the little one, she saw him shrink fearfully into the corner.
Su Qiao's footsteps paused slightly. She sighed inwardly and walked straight out of the room.
After Little Four reminded her to go to her own room on the right, she finally drooped her shoulders and sat on the crude plank bed to sort through her memories.
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"Father, why were you so polite to her?"
"If not for her, would our family have ended up like this? Would we have been forced into such a corner?"
After Su Qiao left,