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Chapter 118: Here Comes Qiao Xiangrong

Mu Zhao took off the last portrait and looked at the rice paper with writing on it.

She thought what she saw was a threat.

But this is a plea letter.

In this letter, Biying first apologized to her, saying that she was very sorry for painting them without their permission.

She originally wanted to draw it secretly, hide it secretly and read it by herself.

But she didn't expect her father to do such a thing, and she was deeply sorry.

She said that Mu Zhao could beat and scold her father as he pleased, but she also asked Mu Zhao to spare her father's life.

She had nothing, and she hoped to use these paintings to exchange for her father's life.

Mu Zhao was shocked, this girl was so sincere.

She felt that she had made too many calculations after her rebirth. She immediately thought the worst about this girl and threatened her. It was really wrong.

She has to make up for her mistakes and treat the girl better in the future.

Mu Zhao called Fendie and asked her to go find the third brother and ask the third brother to come forward and resolve the matter.

Mu Zhao himself did all the work, went to the toilet and then returned to the crowd.

She "hurriedly" returned to Tang Wenkang and asked, "How is it? Has the princess come out?"

Tang Wenkang said depressedly: "No, I really don't know what the plot is. Isn't this deliberately trying to embarrass this little girl?"

Mu Zhao said: "Maybe she doesn't know how to solve it?"

"That's true," Tang Wenkang rubbed his chin.

"You said that this little girl is eagerly holding something to beg for mercy. She is not merciful. She is too ruthless. If she is merciful, if this spreads throughout the city, wouldn't it be a slap in the face to her and the Mu family?"

Mu Zhao's eyes were filled with anticipation, "This is a difficult problem. Let's see how the princess will solve it."

After waiting for a while, everyone was impatient.

Suddenly there was a loud voice, "Qiao Xiangrong has appeared!"

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

Mu Zhao discovered that Qiao Xiangrong seemed to have aged ten years after not seeing him for half a day.

His robe was torn by someone unknown, and his face and body were covered with rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs and so on.

Mu Zhao had already calculated that he would be so miserable. After all, his competitors and the people who liked her would take action against him.

She also hopes that he will be as miserable as possible.

Because the worse he is, the easier it is for her to take action.

But at this time, facing such a good daughter, she felt a little guilty.

Qiao Xiangrong staggered to Biying's side. After making sure that she was okay, he looked at her with disapproval, "You shouldn't have come."

Biying gently picked off the rotten vegetable leaves for Qiao Xiangrong.

"You are my father. If you have done something wrong, I should solve it and take responsibility for it."

"I...I will do it myself. Whether I die or live, I will suffer."

"What should I do if you die?"

Before Biying could finish her sentence, tears fell down.

Mu Zhao felt even more uncomfortable.

Qiao Xiangrong sighed, "I'm sorry for you. I wouldn't regret my death. You should live well."

"No! Father, when the princess comes out, we will beg the princess together. The princess is so kind and will definitely spare us."

Qiao Xiangrong shook his head, "It's useless. If someone dares to treat you like this, my father will fight to the death for her. As a father himself..."

Qiao Xiangrong paused for a moment, his face full of sadness, "As a father, I can't help myself. I deserve it. I... deserve death!"


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