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.

jeans were picking and messing

of money again?" From afar, Qiao Nian heard

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

way!" Aunt Chen slapped away his hand that was extending toward her wallet. Protecting her wallet, she said,

drew his hand

to him booed. "How old are you, Chen Yuan, to still be asking for money from your mum, and dare not

"Shut up!"

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,

you to

actually dared to

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

"Go away, old woman!"