Approaching midday, He Yanmo took a taxi back home.
Before she even entered, she heard her father's sarcastic remarks, "Qiao Ziyang, so your daughter is the fearless one, but my daughter deserves to be bullied?"
"He Chen, that's not what I mean. Yanmo is young, and my Hanhan is also young and impulsive. Why not do me a favor and turn big troubles into little ones?"
"Your kid is young and impulsive, but my daughter is not immature. Anyway, you have a house full of daughters, one more doesn't count, and one less is not a loss. There's no need to bother the police station. My daughter's Jade Pendant is conservatively estimated to be worth a billion; for damaging someone else's property, how many years do you think it deserves?"
"He Chen, is there a need to be so ruthless?" Qiao Ziyang, a few years older than He Chen, looked extremely gloomy, "Hanhan was wrong, but your daughter isn't completely innocent either. Can't you give the kids a chance to shake hands and make up?"
