Song Qiang's heart suddenly trembled.
He subconsciously wanted to go to song Qiaoqiao.
"Qiaoqiao, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!"
Song Qiaoqiao's eyes were filled with pain. She bit her lip and interrupted him with a laugh.
"Dad? Do you think you're worthy of such a great title? You killed my mother for your own selfish desires. You're worse than a beast!"
Song Qiang panicked. He wanted to explain to song Qiaoqiao, but he didn't know where to start.
That's right, he was a bastard who was worse than a beast. For his own selfish desires, he had done the most heartless thing in the world.
Now that the matter had been exposed, his retribution had come.
Wen zhihuai's eyes were filled with a bone-chilling coldness. He stood up and looked at Bai huien and Song Qiang coldly.
He turned his head to look at Bai shaogan and the others who were guarding the door.
