Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

He leaned back and casually asked, "Did you patronize this Mala soup store often in the past? You seemed really close with the store owner."

Qiao Nian happily ate the noodles she had been craving and answered without looking up, "Not that often, but when I'm free I would come by. Aunt Chen used to work as a helper for the Qiao Family, but she stopped working for them and set up this stall.

"The vegetables and meat she serves are the freshest from the market. They're also more hygienic than the restaurants nearby."

It was the first time Ye Wangchuan heard her mention her foster family. His eyes deepened, and he was about to speak.

Suddenly, the girl sitting opposite him frowned, put down her chopsticks, and said with her jaw tightened, "You eat first, I'm heading there for a moment!"

She stood up and walked towards the tricycle.

hooligans in ripped jeans were picking and

I give you 200 yuan just the day before? You ran out of money again?" From afar,

a young man's pre-pubescent voice said impatiently, "That

wallet. Protecting her wallet, she said, "This money is for

young man drew

you, Chen Yuan, to still be asking for money from your mum, and dare not

"Shut up!"

of punks weren't afraid of him and continued mocking him. "If it was me, I would just snatch it from the old woman. Who cares if she's willing? It's considered your own money, and the business here is so good, would this amount even make a difference? Your dad has been hospitalized for more than a year, just let him die. You save money, and he's freed from the suffering... Hey! what are you doing!" The

asking you to shut up!

always followed them around actually dared to be violent, spat and flexed their fists as

scene in her life and couldn't care less about her stall. She rushed forward as she watched her son about to

"Go away, old woman!"