Fu Ziqian looked coldly at Qiao Bing and didn't say a word, then asked Qiao Chuchu with concern, "Are you hungry? I can have the kitchen start dinner early."
Qiao Chuchu gave Qiao Bing a deep look and nodded to Fu Ziqian, "Mm."
Qiao Bing's face looked ugly, her outstretched hand still hanging in mid-air.
"Dad..." Qiao Bing looked at Qiao Zhenghao with grievance.
Qiao Zhenghao felt awkward; he couldn't control Fu Ziqian.
Seeing Qiao Zhenghao not speaking up for her, Qiao Bing felt a pang in her heart... Is this man's status really high, so her dad doesn't dare to intervene?
...
Qiao Family dining room.
Qiao Zhenghao instructed the chef to make more dishes.
On the rectangular table were more than ten dishes, and the family sat in silence eating dinner. Only Qiao Bing chattered excitedly, acting cute towards Qiao Zhenghao.
After finishing dinner, everyone moved to the living room to sit, eat fruit, and chat.
