Old Sir Qiao's angry roar only caused Qiao Xiaowan to pause for a moment before she flung the door open and left without looking back.
"Xiao Wan, Xiao Wan, come back!" Lian Qinghua stood up and chased for a few steps, then turned back to look at Old Sir Qiao who was gasping for air: "Dad, don't be angry, I'll go and persuade her. Later, I'll have her apologize to you."
Old Madam Qiao felt sorry for her husband and gently rubbed his chest, nagging: "Old man, stop being angry. What would this home do if you got sick because of your anger? It's all my fault for being too indulgent with Xiao Wan before, pampering her into lawlessness and disrespect. From now on, I'll listen to you, I won't spoil the children blindly anymore, don't be angry."
