"Are you still trying to justify yourself You won't give up until you hit the Yellow River!" Father yelled, making a phone call. "Zhou Zhe is already downstairs and will be here soon! Then I'll see what excuses you have left!","What" It was a June day, but Qiao Qian felt as if she were in the snow. "It's not yours",But reality poured bucket after bucket of cold water on it.。