The old man sat there without a word, nor did he speak for Qin Shaoling.
Truly, one brings misfortune upon oneself!
The two have never gotten along since childhood. When Shaoling was young, he killed a cat that the second son kept, and they harbored a grudge.
One loves to play tricks, the other loves to use fists...
Just thinking about it gives me a headache!
The old lady looked at Qin Shaonan, "Why not report it to the police?"
Qin Shaonan, "There's no evidence. It's all been cleaned up thoroughly."
The old lady, "How could he possibly have that ability?"
Qin Shaonan said quietly, "Naturally, someone helped him, but I don't know who. Only Lu Bo saw him appear nearby, and the surveillance footage was edited."
The old lady, "..."
Who is helping the little scoundrel Qin Shaoling?
It's not that the second son loves to hit him; it's his own fault for asking for trouble!
The old man looked at Qin Shaonan, "Still can't reach Qiao Qiao?"
Qin Shaonan remained silent.
