"You said we have to treat them both equally—that we can't be biased toward either of them and ill-treated the other. But what do you mean today?! Are you targeting me, or are you against Zijin?"
Qiao Nan's eyes widened, casting Ding Jiayi an incredulous glance. Was her mother trying to sow discord between Qiao Zijin and father?
Qiao Nan wanted to ask her mother what she meant by saying such words.
"Fine, since you want to be fair, let me tell you why I refuse to let Nan Nan help you with the chores. I will let you know what fairness is." Qiao Dongliang gasped a few breaths. "Look at my room. Isn't it clean as compared to other places in the house? Look at my bed and feel my quilt. Obviously, the quilt cover was washed and dried! Are you telling me you and Zijin did all these? Are you telling me you both cleaned this room up?"
After hearing what Qiao Dongliang said, Ding Jiayi was all the more furious.
