Caught red-handed, Chi Mingwei lowered his hand in embarrassment.
"Why do you want to hit Brother Quan?" Chi Jiao asked with her hands on her waist.
"I…" Chi Mingwei couldn't possibly say that he was provoked by Quan Jue's words. That would be too embarrassing as a father.
As he was hesitating, Chi Mingwei's gaze swept across the room and saw Quan Jue sitting on the sofa, smiling at him.
His smile was a little arrogant and provocative.
"Because this boy deserves a beating!" Chi Mingwei said through gritted teeth.
Chi Jiao widened her bright black eyes in disbelief. "Dad! How can you say that? Brother Quan accompanied me here to watch over you for the entire night."
At this moment, she really had a headache.
She had always hoped that her father and Brother Quan could eliminate any ill feelings towards one another and reconcile peacefully.
