Qiao Nan was keeping the place from them so well. She believed Qiao Nan hid good stuff in that place.
"Zijin, what exactly are you trying to do?" The puzzled Ding Jiayi looked at Qiao Zijin. "What's the use of knowing where the place is? Qiao Nan, that wretched girl, has been so bizarre since the beginning of last year. I think we should not stir up anything again. Every time we did something, not only did we not manage to do her in but also got ourselves into trouble instead."
Qiao Zijin was not afraid, but Ding Jiayi was.
She had been married to Qiao Dongliang for so many years. Although they quarreled at times, it was nothing like what happened a few days ago. They argued till tears, and Qiao Dongliang even gave her a slap directly.
In comparison to the husbands of other families who hit their spouse when they were in a bad mood, Qiao Dongliang was considered a good husband.
