Qiao Shuyi's heart ached for Jian Changsheng. She didn't want him to be too tired. Hearing this, she chimed in, "Changsheng, since Dad wants to help you investigate, let Dad investigate. There are still so many things in your company. Don't shoulder everything yourself."
Jian Changsheng's words were stuck in his throat. He looked at Qiao Shuyi's concerned expression and swallowed them. In the end, he nodded. "Alright, I'll leave this to Dad."
When Old Master Jian heard this, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. He said, "Don't worry, I'm not old yet."
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The next day, Jian Ai went to the martial arts school with Si Yuehan early in the morning.
"Ah? He was beaten up again?"
As soon as they met, Qi Wei told Jian Ai about Wang Zichen being beaten up that day.
Qi Wei nodded. "I didn't know before that he was so miserable in school. Because his family is rich, people often stopped him for money."
