C1385 The Gentleman the Handsome Guy the Flower Boy

Old Master Yuen and Old Madam Yuen's faces were ashen.

Old Master Yuen's lips trembled as he muttered, "How could this be? How could this be?"

Old Madam Yuen's tears flowed down her face, "How did Qiao become like this? We are her grandfather, grandmother, and parents. How could she treat us like this?"

Yuen's father also stopped talking.

He regretted it too