Her true nature was revealed; she was both angry and aggrieved, spewing hateful words indiscriminately.
Father Qiao scolded, "What do you think you are, imagining that the entire Mo Family is yours? What kind of person is Mo Tingshen? Do you think you can control him? He was able to bring out those things tonight, and you have no idea of the stakes involved. Besides, you don't hold such high status with him, so stop flattering yourself!"
He said coldly, "Keep an eye on her, don't let her go out tomorrow."
"Hey you—"
Mother Qiao was about to speak when Father Qiao turned and left. Unable to persuade either side, she could only lift Qiao Man up, finding herself at a loss for words.
Qiao Man was still a child; she didn't understand things beyond love and affection.
"No way!"
Qiao Man suddenly grabbed Mother Qiao's hand, "I won't agree, nor will I let him succeed. I have to do something..."
Mother Qiao sighed, "Forget it, Manman, you can't win against Mo Tingshen."
"I can!"
