Chapter 298 It’s Not Alarmist
Luo Haotian said coldly, "I don’t care for what reason your daughter wants to hurt mine, but you relay this message to her, ’Only this once, if there’s a next time I’ll make her know what insufferable pain is.’
Of course, if you, as parents, can’t control your own daughter and let her hurt others in the pursuit of her own freedom, then you will bear the corresponding responsibility. I will use every means to make you lose everything.
Remember, what I’m saying is not an empty threat. Luo Haotian keeps his word. Hasn’t she learned over the past decade what consequences her capriciousness can bring to others?"
Luo Haotian’s words made the Yan Family husband and wife both feel embarrassed. They knew all too well that if Luo Qiao had not been clever, things could have turned out really bad. Fortunately, the world had changed, and just thinking about it made them shudder.
The very reason Luo Haotian made this trip was that after investigating, he knew that this couple, especially Yan Jiajia’s father, was a decent person. That’s why he made a personal visit to give them a warning, to let them rein in their daughter.
However, there would definitely be punishments. Otherwise, they would think that the cost of making a mistake was too low. How else would they learn their lesson?
After coming out with his son, Luo Haotian did not directly go to Jiang Shan’s home but first went to a post office to make a phone call. He arranged to meet with someone at an agreed location outside before hanging up.
By noon, Luo Haotian and Luo Siyuan were already waiting at the school gate. After having lunch at a state-run restaurant not far from the school with Luo Qiao, they were ready to leave.
Luo Qiao, touched by all they had done for her, took them back home first. She planned to take some vegetables for them, having prepared some mushroom sauce and chili sauce, but had no cans and had to use ceramic jars instead.
After picking lots of vegetables from the backyard, Luo Haotian initially didn’t want to take them, but seeing his daughter’s earnest preparation, he didn’t want to dampen her good spirits.
Luo Qiao then directly shouldered a back basket. While the vegetables in other people’s gardens were likely withering by this season, Luo Qiao’s backyard was still lush and green.