Qu Futian rescued his daughter from the police, handed Qu Xiaoxiao over to his wife, and turned to Mrs. Pei with a grim face.
His tone was full of interrogation and threat.
And Mrs. Pei, this person, when angry, was absolutely unyielding to both carrot and stick.
Especially when Qu Futian used a vague term to describe the incident.
Could an event that had occurred right under her watch be called vague?
Mrs. Pei slammed her hand on the table with a slap.
"Old Qu, what do you mean by that? Are you suggesting that I've wronged your family's daughter?"
"Could it not be? Xiaoxiao also grew up under your eye, Sister-in-law, how could you not know the kind of person she is?" Qu Futian retorted righteously.
Mrs. Qu, upon hearing this, immediately nodded, supporting her husband's words.
Mrs. Pei nodded with a feigned smile.
"Before today, I truly didn't know what kind of person your daughter really was, but today, I've certainly seen for myself."
