Mr. Qiao pounded his chest and stamped his feet, looking as if the sky had fallen, even more distressed than when Qiao Jingchen had gone to prison.
Weilan knew that for Mr. Qiao, today's event signified true despair.
At least when his brother had gone to prison, there was a release date, and he could still marry and have children afterward, which is a life considered normal in the eyes of society; but now, Mr. Qiao felt all hope was shattered.
Her heart ached, "Dad..."
Mr. Qiao ignored her, as if he hadn't heard her at all.
Weilan pressed her lips together.
At this moment, Elder Zhuang walked out.
Following him, Zhuang Yuezhou said to his father, "Dad, if you push me any further, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow and get a vasectomy."
"You wouldn't dare," Elder Zhuang roared angrily.
"If you don't believe me, just try me," Zhuang Yuezhou said sternly. "I don't care, I could even become a eunuch and dash everyone's hopes."
"You, you—"
