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Chapter 1862 It's true that the women's college did not stay

"Uncle... Don't be angry. I have taken good care of Xiao Chuxin. I will take you to see her now."

Facing Ling Feng's sudden words, Qiao Muran was embarrassed and quickly responded to him, as if he was explaining and assured, he respected his uncle.

Even if Ling Feng was really angry and wanted to teach him a lesson about abducting his precious daughter, Qiao Muran would not contradict or refute it.

The relationship with them since childhood is actually better than having to do with my own father.

Now that Ling Feng has been asked here, he can't help but take him to see his daughter.

"You kid knows the truth. If you don't want to persuade Xiao Chuxin to go back with me, I will tell your father about this and let him deal with your unfilial descendants of the Qiao family."

Before seeing his daughter, Ling Feng had no good attitude towards Qiao Muran and a good tone.

His main purpose this time was to bring back Xia Zhichu. If Qiao Muran refused to leave, he could only say this warning and not give the other party any face.

Qiao Muran was speechless. If Qiao Ziqian's father knew about his behavior of setting up a stall, he would be angry that he would not dare to go back to meet him.

But is Qiao Muran an unfilial son of the Qiao family? Ling Feng still doesn’t know when he grew up watching him grow up?

"dad……"

Before Qiao Muran could take Ling Feng, Xia Zhichu came to the market himself and appeared in the sight of the two.

I'm afraid that she could hear Ling Feng say such unpleasant words interrupting her dissatisfiedly.

"Don't say that to Brother Ranran. I voluntarily elope with him here. If you want to blame me, I'll blame my daughter."

She was not very surprised when she saw Ling Feng, thinking that it would be a matter of time before her family was found, but the day came too quickly and suddenly that she had not been outside with Qiao Muran enough.

“…”

Ling Feng was speechless. When this daughter saw her father who had not seen for several days, her first sentence was to protect her beloved and kill her with the only trace of affection she had.

He had to say that it was really a girl who was too old to stay, and she turned her elbow before she even passed the door.

He didn't even dare to say anything about the other party, let alone how he could do to Qiao Muran.

"Little Chuxin, dad finally found you. I don't blame him Qiao Muran, but you have to go back to China with dad. Mom is almost crazy if she misses you."

Ling Feng couldn't argue with them. When he saw his baby daughter, he immediately put away his emotions and persuaded her to go back with kind words, but he did not forget to talk to Charlotte.

In fact, I also miss my daughter, and I am thinking about her safety in my heart.

Fortunately, Xia Zhichu was taken good care of by Qiao Muran, and did not disappoint himself and his family at all. How could he really blame the other party?

"Dad, I miss you and mom very much, but I will not return to China with you if my parents don't agree with my love with Brother Ranran."

Xia Zhichu's calm expression seemed tactful to Ling Feng and persistent words. He stood beside Qiao Muran, and expressed his attitude without thinking.

Ling Feng was speechless, knowing that she would refuse to go with her.

But he had promised Charlotte that if he could not get his daughter back this time, he would not be able to handle her mother.

"Daughter, don't be willful. Dad doesn't disagree... Forget it, I can't decide on you two."

Ling Feng mentioned that she and Qiao Muran had no choice but to be embarrassed and could not continue to talk.

It means that the words of agreeing or not agreeing are not his final say.

It’s not something you can do if you want to do it yourself.

Besides, everyone is adults, so it is impossible not to know that they are inappropriate in their relationship.

He couldn't say the same thing again, only Qiao Ziqian and Charlotte could make the decision.
Chapter completed!
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