The living room became very quiet, but the atmosphere was far from peaceful.
Jia Xuan was gripping the straps of her bag with both hands, clinging to her chest, standing there feeling completely uneasy. She could clearly sense that both her father and mother were angry, even though Zhan Moxiao's tone was not heavy or sharp, the pressure was overwhelming.
Gong Lingtuo stood beside Jia Xuan, wanting to help her out, but Zhan Moxiao did not give him the opportunity. As a father, his indulgence towards his daughter had its limits.
Zhan Moxiao looked at Jia Xuan and said, "You three siblings used to play until late without me ever imposing any restrictions, because I believed in your character. But today, Jia Xuan, I need to clearly ask you, does Ruan Peifan make you like him to this extent? Are you willing to break with your parents and family for him?"
