"My God, what's going on, since when do fathers kneel before their daughters?"
"She's dressed quite nicely, look at how shabby her dad is, reeking of poverty. Never realized she was so good at pretending normally."
"What should we do, should we call the instructor?"
Qiao Suisui heard the volume of the surrounding discussions grow louder, her eyebrows not twitching in the slightest.
She looked indifferently at the kneeling man, as if he were a stranger. She had thought she would feel embarrassed, panicky, or even sad, but she found herself devoid of any emotion.
If Qiao Songfan had approached her in private, politely asking for her help, she might have considered. But she knew this timid yet cunning man all too well. He thought that by putting on this public display of kneeling he could pressure her into taking him to see Guan Weizhi directly.
Qiao Suisui let out a cold laugh.