Xiao Moli knew a bit about the An family. An Ziqi had suffered all those years, repaying An Guobang's gambling debts, and now this was how she was repaid. That old man was simply not human. Even shooting him ten times over would be letting him off too lightly.
It was fortunate An Ziqi had such a strong character, anyone else might have broken down by now.
"Lock him up for a month, then into the mental asylum,"
Xiao Moli said in an expressionless manner.
If it were up to him, he would have already executed him.
However, despite everything, he was still An Ziqi's father. He couldn't do to him what he would to anyone else.
If he didn't act, this time he had done something like this for the temptation of money, who knows what he would do again next time?
This time he arrived on time, and what about the next time? What if he can't be contacted or is not in the country? The consequences were something Xiao Moli didn't dare to think about.
