As the atmosphere at the dining table suddenly turned somewhat awkward, my father also began to feel at a loss, his hands fluttering in a panic, unsure where to place them properly.
I didn't really want them to see me having a meal with my father. After all, with Zhao Anqi's sharp tongue, she certainly wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity to humiliate me, and she would humiliate my father right along with me.
If she were only going to humiliate me, I could grit my teeth and bear it. But my father had a sensitive personality, and I was deeply afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand Zhao Anqi's vicious tongue.
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