Qiao Dongliang sighed. "There's nothing else. You can go ahead and do whatever you need to. Everything's fine in the family. You don't have to worry about us."
Qiao Dongliang was, of course, worried about his daughter, Qiao Zijin. His years of experience told him that it wouldn't end so easily once Qiao Zijin had something up his sleeve. All he could do was comfort himself that Qiao Zijin would be fine. Qiao Zijin wasn't that smart academically, but she was street-smart. As such, she would definitely be able to find solutions to her own problems.
"Alright, I'm hanging up, then." Qiao Dongliang knew that he would be wasting his breath, so he simply hung up.
