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e this before.
He looked at Chen Qing behind him angrily.
“Let go of me!”

His eyes were red with anger.
If looks could kill, Chen Qing would have died a million times over.

“Dad!” Qiao Xin knelt on the ground and looked at Qiao Shan worriedly.

In Qiao Xin’s impression, Qiao Shan would always be a tall and imposing father.

This was the first time Qiao Xin had seen her father in such a sorry state.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, and fear gradually welled up in her heart.

She was in trouble!

Not only that, but her father had suffered greatly because of her.

“Second Young Master, please let my father off.
My father doesn’t know anything.
It’s all my fault.
Please let him off!” Qiao Xin looked at Gu Zhou with tears streaming down her face, begging for his forgiveness.

Gu Zhou stood there coldly, unmoved.

Seeing his daughter begging for mercy for him, Qiao Shan’s heart instantly softened.
He hurriedly said, “Qiao Xin, don’t move.
Your leg is still injured!”

At the thought that he had found out about Second Young Madam’s past and recalled the despicable things the Qiao family had done, Chen Qing’s expression instantly darkened.

Their family cared about each other, but they only knew how to bully Second Young Madam.

With this thought in mind, Chen Qing dislocated Qiao Shan’s arm.
With a crack, Qiao Shan’s right arm was dislocated.

Qiao Shan’s face contorted in pain.
He frowned, not daring to make a sound.
He was worried that Qiao Xin would be concerned about him.

“Dad!” Qiao Xin looked at Qiao Shan with heartache and her tears fell uncontrollably.
She struggled to crawl up to Qiao Shan.
However, she had pulled on the wound on her leg and it hurt so much that she cried out in pain.

Seeing this, Qiao Shan looked at Qiao Xin with heartache.
Suppressing the pain, he comforted her.
“Don’t move.
I-I’m fine!”

Seeing that Qiao Shan was speaking, Chen Qing pinched his collarbone hard, forcing him to kneel on the spot obediently.

Qiao Xin hated herself for hurting her leg.
She looked at Gu Zhou with red-rimmed eyes and said furiously, “Gu Zhou, come at me if you’re angry.
I’ll take responsibility for my own actions.
Don’t implicate my father!”

“Is that so?” Gu Zhou pulled a chair over and sat down elegantly.
He crossed his right leg over the seat and raised his eyebrows slightly.