If it weren’t for my daughter’s needing rest for her health, he would have definitely gone back and given his son a good beating. How could he not recognize his own sister and instead accept a thief as one?
How could he have fathered such a son who has no values and no principles?
In a fit of anger, Elder Rong decided to stay in Manchester to spend the New Year with his daughter, instead of returning to the Capital City.
Regarding his decision, the Qiao Family mber were naturally pleased, especially Lening, who lay in bed these days with her mind filled with happy childhood mories.
Especially the scenes of the family happily together every New Year.
On New Year’s Eve, Old Mrs. Qiao was at Qiao Guangzong’s house. Except for the eyesore that is Qiao Yue’er, the family’s atmosphere was quite nice.
However, Qiao Yue’er wouldn’t be comfortable if she didn’t stir up so trouble.
So, Lening called Qiao Qiqi over to ask her about Rong Yuan and Rong Yun giving her a card and villa.
"Qiqi, it’s not that Mom wants to interfere, it’s just... aren’t the gifts from your two cousins a bit too expensive?"
Qiao Yue’er was unbearably jealous, her insides felt like they were burning with discomfort every day. Even knowing that complaining wouldn’t win her favor now, she still couldn’t help but report to Lening.
"Mom, don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. I wouldn’t just take gifts from my brother." Qiao Qiqi laughed as she fed her mom a piece of apple.
"Mom knows you’re a good child, it’s just that gifts should never be taken for free, no matter who they’re from." Lening reminded her with concern.
Qiao Qiqi comforted her mother a few more tis, and only left after seeing her fall asleep.
Once outside, she saw Qiao Yue’er trying to please Elder Rong, acting like a wronged daughter-in-law, cautiously, but Elder Rong showed her no respect, not even a friendly look, while the old housekeeper directly drove her away.
...
At Qiao Guangzong’s house.
Since Qiao Guangzong received a million from his younger brother, he hadn’t been ho much. At ho, there were only Old Mrs. Qiao, Li Xiaoi, and a child.
Today is New Year’s Eve, and they should logically be making dumplings, but Li Xiaoi had been busy with the child and stayed in the room sleeping, neglecting to make any als.
The Old Mrs. Qiao had noodles in the morning, cooked her own noodles at noon, and seeing no activity from Li Xiaoi’s room in the afternoon, she angrily stomped over to pound on the door.
After living for so many years, when had she ever been put through such hardship? Since the second son beca successful, her life had been more comfortable than ever! But living with the eldest, what kind of life was this? Always leftover food, or plain broth. She had truly had enough!
"Are you dead in there? Get up quickly! It’s New Year, go buy so vegetables and at to make dumplings!"
Old Mrs. Qiao called Qiao Guangzong several tis, but no one answered. She was both furious and enraged.
The door was opened from the inside, and Li Xiaoi ca out yawning, giving Old Mrs. Qiao a glare, "Buy vegetables and at? With what money? Are you giving money? If you do, I’ll have the supermarket deliver it."
"How can the money for New Year’s als co from the main family! My son gives you so much money; it’s not for you to squander!" Old Mrs. Qiao, accustod to wielding power and especially loving money, took it as if digging into her heart to ask her to bring out money!
"Your son hasn’t given money for a long ti. The money for your food and drink now is all from this old lady! If you know what’s good for you, shut your mouth quickly, or don’t bla for being rude!" Li Xiaoi, feeling the matter was nearly successful, had completely lost patience with the ddleso old lady.
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