The moment Qiao Wangbei said that he was going to find Fu Chen, Qiao Xiyan was a little hesitant.
He also wished he could slap this bastard to death. But with his father's temper, he wouldn't be able to gain the slightest advantage over Fu Chen by rushing over like this.
"What are you waiting for? Drive." Qiao Wangbei suddenly thought of something. He rushed back into the house and picked up the carving knife on the table.
Qiao Xiyan hurriedly rushed in. "Dad, calm down."
"Why do you want me to calm down…" Qiao Wangbei packed up his things. "As long as I think about how he's been accompanying me these days all in order to kidnap your sister, I can't calm down."
"What happened?" Old Madam Fu was dumbfounded.
"Are you going out? Aren't you going to eat breakfast?" Old Master Fu looked at Qiao Wangbei's cold and serious expression in surprise.
