Father Qiao rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. "In-law, listening to you is better than studying for ten years. Actually, I understand your logic. It's just that my way of interacting with my daughter has always been so noisy, so I haven't changed it for a while. I'm really sorry to have made you worry."
Falcon laughed heartily. "I don't mind. It's just that Xiaoran's heart aches for Qiao An."
Father Qiao was a little helpless. "Xiaoran will spoil Qiao An like this. He'll have his hard days in the future."
Falcon said, "That's Xiaoran's choice. No matter how hard it is, he'll be happy."
When the two fathers came out of the backyard, they saw Qiao An lying on the coffee table writing.
Father Qiao leaned over to take a look, and Qiao An quickly praised herself. "Dad, I'm holding a grand banquet. Time is short, so I've been a little busy for the past two days. Please bear with the family."
