Qiao Xi glanced up at him and moved her phone back in front of her, "Mm, it's alright."
Shen Dang watched her with a hint of amusement as she acted all haughty, "Teacher Qiao, as long as you're satisfied."
At the same time.
Qiao Zhenbin opened the first WeChat message.
After listening to the voice message, Qiao Zhenbin's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
A coal truck passing by him might not even recognize him.
The next voice message automatically played—
As he listened to Shen Dang's lazy voice, Qiao Zhenbin's hatred peaked, and, unable to contain his anger, he took it out on his phone again.
The phone, smashed against the ground, shattered into pieces.
Qiao Nan's body shuddered, "Daddy..."
When Daddy was angry, he'd smash his phone, but this was the brand new Apple she had just bought!
