A Dead-End From the Very Start

Qiao Ximin glanced at the nervous looking Qiao Xinli, and then at the ashen Qiao Dehao. Then, she grabbed the folder in his hand, and flipped through the documents one by one. The more she looked, the more she felt chills creeping into her heart.

　　This father and son pair had been hiding awful things from her all along! Abusing and dealing with drugs? That was the sharpest and deadliest blade of all to threaten their status within the circle of Jingdu's high society. A single cut from it could ruin the entire family's future! For a moment, she felt as though she had been drenched with ice-cold water, and the piercing coldness buzzed through her body.

　　"You a*shole!" Thinking of how her father would surely sacrifice her happiness for this rascal, Qiao Ximin couldn't hold back her anger and resentment any longer. She shut the folder in her hands and slammed it against Qiao Xinli.

　　"Are you trying to ruin the Qiao family? Are you trying to kill us all?"