"Ah—"
Qiao Yonghui's agonized screams rose, like a trapped beast. All the rage inside him, having nowhere to be vented.
The surging fury in his body was driving him mad!
So this was what had happened!
"Song Jia! You slut, come out! I'm going to kill you!"
"Save it! You can't do anything now. You... don't have the guts," Old Liang said with disdain.
In his lifetime, Qiao Yonghui always had the heart to kill, but never the guts. The bad deeds he had done over the years had all been carried out through Song Jia.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed to kill Jian Wan for ten years.
"Where's Yingying? I don't care about the two of you, and I can't interfere. Let my daughter out, I have very important business with her," Qiao Yonghui said, breathless.
Qiao Jiaying was all he had left...
"She's not here," Old Liang said.
