Li Qiao hadn't failed to investigate Tu Anliang and Jiugong's background, but Shang Yu said that the hackers had once helped erase Jiugong's past traces, so she didn't pursue it to the end.
The rift between father and son, after all, probably wasn't formed overnight.
The conflict that occurred between her and Tu Anliang was actually entirely because of Jiugong.
At that moment, Tu Anliang's fury and undisguised hatred all but confirmed that there would never be a day when they could bury the hatchet.
Li Qiao's cool gaze fell upon his face, watching those eyes full of overwhelming hate turn bloodshot red, she tugged at her lips, "Even if he doesn't qualify, you have no right to curse at him either."
Tu Anliang's chest heaved violently as his fists clenched tightly at his sides, "What kind of witch's brew did that old bastard feed you?
You respect him so much? But do you know the despicable things he's done? Huh?