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.

turned around and realized a few hooligans in ripped jeans were picking and

of money again?"

of hooligans, a young man's pre-pubescent voice said impatiently, "That bit of money wasn't

toward her wallet. Protecting her wallet, she said, "This money is for your dad's hospitalization bills, you can't take

drew his hand

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

"Shut up!"

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

you to shut up! Shut

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

care less about her stall. She rushed forward as she watched her son about to get into a fight with the young punks. "Stop fighting,

"Go away, old woman!"