Before Jiang Di could finish speaking, his father's face darkened. His father slammed the chopsticks in his hand heavily on the table.
Jiang Qingqing shuddered in fear. Originally, when she heard what her elder brother Jiang Di said, her heart began to feel uneasy. Her father's heavy slap was on the table, but it was no different from a slap on her heart.
"Jiang Qingqing, what did I tell you before? How Did You Promise Me? You're getting more and more impressive now. You're treating my words like it's a breeze." Mr. Jiang's face was stern, jiang Qingqing, who was already very afraid of her father, did not dare to raise her head to look at her father's face.
Jiang Qingqing lowered her head and played with the rice in the bowl with the chopsticks in her hand.
