Qiao Jiaying fell completely silent, no longer daring to speak.
"We, we won't bully Jian Xi anymore..." Song Jia said with a trembling voice.
"Really?" Shen Yu's cold gaze swept over, "I don't believe you."
Song Jia: "..."
Communicating with a lunatic is so difficult!
"Mom, make another call to Jian Xi..." Qiao Jiaying whispered.
Song Jia looked at the mobile phone by Shen Yu's feet but really didn't have the courage to go and take it.
Qiao Yonghui was in so much pain he was about to die, and he bellowed, "What are you standing around for? Hurry up and make the call! Do you want to watch your old man die?"
"Husband..." Song Jia was extremely aggrieved, "I don't dare to go over there..."
"Are you trying to piss me off to death?" Qiao Yonghui continued to shout.
In the face of a life-and-death situation, people's selfish and self-serving nature reveals itself.
