Uh, is the second brother definitely going to go back to his room to vent again?
Sigh, the old man really knows how to hit a sore spot!
She looked at Qiao Qiao, "It's okay, don't worry, I support you, hang in there—"
Qiao Qiao, "..."
Thinking about the argument between the old man and old lady earlier, her face flushed, she didn't speak up.
And then recalling the old man's last words, she gradually felt a chill all over.
She didn't blame him. Any man in that situation wouldn't be able to stand it.
The old lady noticed Qiao Qiao's expression, "Qiao Qiao, are you alright?"
"I'm... I'm fine... Grandma, I'll head back to my room first."
Qiao Qiao made a hasty retreat, went into the bedroom, closed the door, locked it, and locked herself inside, her shoulders leaning against the door, trembling slightly!
Slowly, bit by bit, her body slid down along the door panel.
