Xia Qi Feng stops his movement as turned his back against the door. There is not much emotion on his face, only coldness and a tiny bit of cynicism.
"You will give me that document if I help your mother?" He raised his eyebrow as he enunciates the young woman's sentence before.
"Yes," she answers curtly upon facing Xia Qi Feng's indirect intimidations.
The young woman, staring at the man she used to call father these past years. Never once in a million times Xia Xiang ever imagine she would call this man by his name so disrespectfully.
Furthermore, threatening him with his document.
"If you didn't help my mother, I'm gonna expose this to everyone," Xia Xiang said with bated breath.
She did not know where did she steals this courage. But she did not care. Her mind is filled with Pang Ze Tian's cry right now.
