Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 218: Suddenly Asked for Her Birthday

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Qiao Nian wasn’t the kind of person who liked to gossip.

She initially thought Chen Yuan wouldn’t answer Shen Qingqing. Unexpectedly, the determined teenager calmly said, “Yes, my mother used to work as a helper at their house.”

The family backgrounds of the students in Rao City’s First High School were all notable, especially in Class A, even though they weren’t linked to listed companies like Qiao Chen.

They were at least well-off families.

No matter how old they were, they couldn’t understand when Chen Yuan said his mom was a housekeeper.

“Huh?”

Chen Yuan lowered his brows but proudly faced everyone calmly. “My mom used to provide for me to go to school. She had never studied and couldn’t find a job easily. She received an introduction from relatives and became a stay-at-home housekeeper. She was able to earn a salary every month. For our family, her income and my dad’s income combined was barely enough to survive in Rao City.”

Shen Qingqing, Jiang Tingting, and the others glanced at Qiao Nian unconsciously.

No wonder.

Chen Yuan had

Sister Nian live in the Qiao

a small business. She set up a street stall selling Mala Soup near Wangjiang Road. I would also help out on

and the others felt uncomfortable. They felt that his life was hard and his concern for his family was simple

might not speak flamboyantly, but his heartfelt care

knows how to make Mala soup? That’s amazing.” Shen Qingqing smiled

pouted. “I really like Mala soup, but I have yet to find authentic Mala soup. Do you know the Aladdin Mala soup store outside our

worse it tastes. Liang Bowen and I aren’t willing to go there anymore. It just so happens that your mom makes Mala soup. That’s great! Liang Bowen and I will look for you one day

Shen Qingqing

him, nor

He very calmly agreed.

“Okay.”

Tingting heard him, she immediately rushed forward. “Shen Qingqing, you’re so scheming! You want to

“Me too!”

“So do we!”

her eyes, smiled, and suggested, “How about we set a time and date to

asked her, “Sister

next week? I’m not free this week.” Qiao Nian raised her head from her phone. She leaned back lazily