Qiao Yaoran pulled her body toward him, a look of distress in his eyes, "Actually, you can leave these things to me. Why do you have to do it yourself?"
Su Tian pushed him away a bit: "I know if Uncle handles it, it would naturally be very easy, but Uncle, on the other hand, for so many years my mom and I have been tormented by them, shouldn't they also taste this now?"
Qiao Yaoran knew she completely resented those two people and just wanted to torment them bit by bit.
He pinched her little nose: "Alright, but you should be careful."
"Got it, Uncle."
Su Tian still wanted to speak, but she sensed something was off about him. They had been married for almost half a year, so how could she not understand his thoughts? She directly found a chance to escape.
Mmm, it's better not to further pollute a place like the study.
Once outside, Su Tian's phone rang again; it was Ye Xiaojing calling.
