Jiang Ranran rushed to the orphanage and met Qiao Jiabao.

"Jiabao, stay here peacefully and don't leave." Jiang Ranran almost commanded.

Jiang Ranran knew best that Qiao Jiabao was abused by that woman. She would never forget the bruises on Qiao Jiabao's body when she changed his clothes that night.

Qiao Jiabao's eyelashes moved slightly, and his dark eyes were suddenly flooded with tears.

He hugged Jiang Ranran tightly, sobbing softly. He didn't want to leave here either! But if he didn't leave, Cen Juan would definitely not let the orphanage go!

"Don't worry, Aunt Ranran will protect this place well." Jiang Ranran added, as if she had noticed Qiao Jiabao's worry.

Qiao Jiabao nodded seriously and put his arm around Jiang Ranran's waist.

Jiang Ranran gently stroked his head and gave Zhao Xiaocui a look. Zhao Xiaocui hurriedly put away Qiao Jiabao's small suitcase and put the things back in their place.

At the same time, the Qiao family.

Old Mrs. Qiao was kneeling on the ground begging Cen Juan, because the last bit of Qiao family's property was already in Cen Juan's hands.

"Daughter-in-law, please forgive your mother and don't get angry with the Qiao family, okay?" It was the first time that Old Mrs. Qiao spoke to Cen Juan in such a humble tone. Cen Juan suddenly felt an unprecedented pleasure.

Cen Juan sat on the sofa, crossed her legs, and glanced at Old Mrs. Qiao.

"Daughter-in-law? Qiao Zhen and I are divorced." As she said that, she looked at Qiao Zhen and the bitch standing aside.

The bitch was packing her luggage and preparing to leave the Qiao family.

"Qiao Zhen! You are a loser. You can't even protect your own business. Now that you have lost all your money, who will live with you?!" The woman was about to leave with her suitcase.

Qiao Zhen was suddenly extremely disappointed and asked her in disbelief, "Are you with me just for money?"

"What else? You are old and ugly, how could I fall for you?" The woman cursed angrily, still blaming Qiao Zhen in her heart for wasting her youth for so long.

Qiao Zhen seemed to have suddenly come to his senses, deflated, and his eyes were filled with despair.

The woman, carrying her suitcase, had just reached the door when she was stopped by Cen Juan's men. She was stunned and stared at them with wide eyes, "You, what are you going to do?"

Cen Juan's men were like wooden men, standing straight in the woman's way without saying a word.

"You destroyed my family and now you want to leave? You want to get away with it unscathed, as if I can't see it?" When Cen Juan put down her legs and tilted her head slightly, her subordinate tactfully lit a cigarette and handed it to her.

Cen Juan took a light puff and blew out smoke rings, her actions and movements like a pure big sister.

The woman was frightened by what she said. She couldn't help but take a few steps back, dragging her suitcase, to keep a safe distance from Cen Juan. She swallowed fearfully, looking at Cen Juan with eyes full of fear.

"Qiao Zhen was the one who seduced me. It has nothing to do with me!" the woman cried out in grievance.

Cen Juan sneered, "No fly will bite an egg without cracks. If you don't want to, how can he seduce you?"

The woman couldn't explain anything else and just stammered.

"Daughter-in-law, my knees hurt from kneeling. Can you let me get up?" Old Mrs. Qiao frowned and begged Cen Juan humbly.

Cen Juan glanced at her and ordered coldly: "Keep kneeling. If I don't let you get up, then don't get up!"

"Cen Juan! Don't go too far!" Qiao Zhen finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at Cen Juan.

Cen Juan glanced over with a sharp gaze and asked coldly, "What? Are you still trying to throw a tantrum at me?"

Qiao Zhen probably hasn't figured out the Qiao family's situation yet, but the Qiao family is already on the verge of bankruptcy!

"Mom, get up!" Qiao Zhen walked forward and stretched out his hand to pull Old Mrs. Qiao up.

Before Mrs. Qiao could stand up, Cen Juan's men came over and kicked Qiao Zhen in the knee. Qiao Zhen lost his balance and fell to his knees in front of Cen Juan.

"You guys!" Qiao Zhen gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

Cen Juan stared at him with a smile, "Qiao Zhen, Qiao Zhen, I never thought that one day you would kneel down and beg me, tsk tsk tsk."

"Cen Juan! After all, we were husband and wife before. How could you treat my mother like this? How could you let the Qiao family go bankrupt!" Qiao Zhen started to use moral blackmail at this time. He was an expert at moral blackmail.

In the past, Cen Juan would always follow the arrangements of Qiao Zhen and Old Mrs. Qiao.

Now, Cen Juan just watched them perform quietly.

"But I'm going to do this now, what can you do to me?" Cen Juan bowed slightly and approached Qiao Zhen with some arrogance.

Seeing that her son's suggestion was useless, Mrs. Qiao had no choice but to bring up her grandson. "Daughter-in-law, you and Qiao Zhen still have a child together. Jiabao would definitely be sad if he saw his father bankrupted by his mother."

"Haha, Qiao Jiabao doesn't even recognize me as his mother, so how can he recognize you as his father?" Cen Juan sneered, with a trace of sadness in her eyes. While saying this, it was like a knife cutting into her heart.

She recalled the last time she saw Qiao Jiabao. Qiao Jiabao already felt scared and unfamiliar with her.

All this is Gu Tingchen and Jiang Ranran’s fault!

"When I brought Jiabao here to beg you, what did you say to this woman?" Cen Juan glanced at the woman with danger in her eyes.

The woman subconsciously stepped back, her face full of grievance, and it seemed that she wanted to put all the blame on Qiao Zhen.

"I was confused for a moment." Qiao Zhen said bitterly.

Cen Juan raised her leg and kicked Qiao Zhen to the ground. Then she stepped on his shoulder and said, "Don't give me that! I'm going to make the Qiao family pay the price today!"

"No, no!" Old Mrs. Qiao grabbed Cen Juan's ankle, trying to help her son break free.

Cen Juan slapped Mrs. Qiao hard in the face with her backhand. With a crisp sound, Mrs. Qiao's face immediately swelled up. She looked at Cen Juan in disbelief.

"You, you dare to hit me?" Old Mrs. Qiao said in shock.

Cen Juan slapped him again, mocking him coldly, "What are you afraid of? Do you still think I'm the same Cen Juan as before?"

"You!" Old Mrs. Qiao wanted to scold her, but when she thought that the Qiao family's property was still in Cen Juan's hands, she immediately restrained her temper.

Old Mrs. Qiao covered her face and pretended to be pitiful again and said, "Okay, hit me, as long as you can vent your anger. As long as you can let go of the Qiao family's property, I can let you slap me twice more."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in fighting you now." Cen Juan let go of Qiao Zhen and sat back on the sofa.

She took a deep drag on her cigarette and then stubbed it out fiercely. "I'm going to take over the Qiao family's assets. Just wait for them to go bankrupt."

"No, absolutely not!" Old Mrs. Qiao grabbed Cen Juan's trouser leg and begged bitterly.