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.

ripped jeans were picking and messing up the

ran out of money again?"

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

Chen slapped away his hand that was extending toward her wallet. Protecting her wallet, she said, "This money is for your dad's hospitalization bills, you can't take

man drew his hand back,

booed. "How old are you, Chen Yuan, to still be asking for money from your mum, and

"Shut up!"

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

to

see that the little guy who always followed them around actually dared to be violent, spat and flexed their fists

never encountered such a scene in her life and couldn't care less about her stall. She rushed forward as she watched her son about to get into a fight with the young

"Go away, old woman!"