The people waiting outside, trained and disciplined, came in, ignoring whether Gong Yu was injured, and escorted him out.
These people were clearly trained, and Gong Yu finally knew fear, shouting loudly, "Dad, Dad, save me."
Mr. Gong was almost furious, having worked so hard to maintain their relationship, yet she had messed it all up with just a few words. Was he not going to save her?
"Mr. Qiao, look..."
"Someone, see him out."
It was clear that Qiao Yaoran no longer wanted to hear anything from Mr. Gong.
Who would have thought, Su Tian suddenly said, "No, he must give me the money, only then can I let him leave."
"What money?"
"The money for the skincare products you bought me, and also for Qianqian's and Jiajia's; they were all ruined by Gong Yu." Su Tian was truly heartbroken. To her, they were not just cosmetics, but also represented Qiao Yaoran's care and dedication.
