At this thought, he grabbed Miss Qiao's arm and pulled her out. He pointed at the things on the table and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"Father, be gentler. It hurts." Miss Qiao pouted.
"Tell me, or I'll strangle you to death, so you don't embarrass me." After Elder Qiao finished speaking, he clutched her vital spot in anger.
At the same time, his eyes were red, his nostrils were enlarged, and his hair was almost standing up.
Seeing his fierce look, Miss Qiao was so scared that she didn't dare move or speak.
Seeing this, Elder Qiao felt helpless and infuriated. He threw her onto the bed and said, "I thought you were still young and wanted to stay for two more years, but it seems like I can't.
"From today on, you can embroider your dowry in your room. Father will help you find a good family to marry into as soon as possible."
After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.
