"Stop! All of you, stop!" Peng Cuiying saw that her front door and walls were covered in red paint, and her belongings were being smashed and moved. Her heart was breaking, so she rushed out to stop them.

But those people ignored her and simply left her aside, continuing with what they were doing.

Peng Cuiying sat on the ground, crying and shouting, "Stop it, all of you! Jiang Qiaoqiao is not my daughter! I don't have such a troublesome daughter!"

As soon as she said that, Jiang Qiaoqiao, who had rushed over, froze at the entrance of the Jiang family home.

"Hey, the main character's here!" Guo Tao walked up to Jiang Qiaoqiao, toying with the switchblade in his hand.

"Jiang Qiaoqiao, are you really this family's daughter? You said they would help you pay off your debts, but they say they don't even have a daughter like you!" Guo Tao asked with a roguish air.

Jiang Qiaoqiao gave a bitter smile and said, "If they say it's not true, then it's not true!"

Guo Tao's playful expression instantly turned into anger, and he slammed the switchblade in his hand into the gate of the Jiang family behind Jiang Qiaoqiao.

The knife grazed Jiang Qiaoqiao's cheek, startling her so much that her face paled, and she instinctively turned her head to the side.

Upon seeing this scene, Peng Cuiying was so frightened that she stopped crying and didn't dare to breathe.

She saw it clearly just now; if Guo Tao's knife had been even slightly off-center, it would have slashed Jiang Qiaoqiao's face.

If Jiang Qiaoqiao didn't owe anyone money, how could anyone dare to be so arrogant?

She quickly stood up, pointed at Jiang Qiaoqiao and said, "Yes, yes, she is Jiang Qiaoqiao. She owes you money. You should ask her for it. It has nothing to do with our family."

"Jiang Qiaoqiao, how dare you play me!" Guo Tao roared fiercely, glaring menacingly at Jiang Qiaoqiao.

As Guo Tao spoke, he fiercely grabbed Jiang Qiaoqiao and said, "Get the hell out of here! You owe money and don't pay it back, I'll show you what the law is!"

As Guo Tao spoke, his men grabbed Huo Beixiao and pushed him outside.

The people in the family compound had all craned their necks to watch the commotion that had just occurred at the Jiang family's place.

But when they saw that the other person was holding a knife, none of them dared to show their faces.

Only after watching the group leave in a grand procession did they dare to approach the Jiang family to inquire about the situation. "Director Jiang, what happened to your Qiaoqiao and son-in-law? Why were they taken away by those hooligans?"

"Pah!" Peng Cuiying spat directly. "What do you mean, 'my Qiaoqiao'? That little bitch Jiang Qiaoqiao has nothing to do with my family! Why was she being taken away by someone? She borrowed money from loan sharks outside. She deserved to be killed!"

Upon hearing Peng Cuiying's words, Jiang Jiahua's face darkened again, and he snapped, "Peng Cuiying, shut up!"

Don't wash your dirty linen in public.

Jiang Qiaoqiao can disregard her reputation, but as a deputy factory director, he must maintain his!

Previously, the fact that Jiang Yiran borrowed money at high interest rates and they lent money to help her pay off the debt had already caused quite a stir in the compound. Now, Peng Cuiying herself told everyone about Jiang Qiaoqiao's situation. Where would he, as the deputy factory director, put his face?

Peng Cuiying also realized that she was, after all, Jiang Qiaoqiao's biological mother. If she said this to people now, what would the people in the compound think of her?

She quickly shut up, shooed people out, and then closed the door.

After closing the door, she looked at the sauerkraut jar smashed to pieces under the eaves and still felt a pang of heartache. "Oh dear, that damned debt collector! If I had known she was like this, why did I bring her back in the first place!"

Jiang Jiahua frowned and snapped irritably, "Alright, shut your mouth!"

He felt that something was off about what happened today.

Just as he was trying to sort things out, the door was pushed open.

Jiang Yong'an rode in on his bicycle. "Dad, Mom, what happened to our house? Were we robbed? Have you called the police?"

Peng Cuiying, who had just been ordered to shut up by Jiang Jiahua, couldn't help but speak again when her son asked her a question.

"Oh dear, it's all because of that brat Jiang Qiaoqiao. She borrowed money from loan sharks and didn't pay it back. They came to our house to collect the debt, throwing paint and smashing things, turning our house into this mess!"

"She borrowed money from loan sharks?" Jiang Yong'an was instantly shocked. "Didn't they say Huo Beixiao bought the cement factory? How could she possibly borrow money from loan sharks?"

"Ugh! They bought a damn cement factory!" Peng Cuiying cursed angrily. "They've gone into a huge debt just to buy that damn cement factory, even taking out high-interest loans."

I think their worst days are yet to come. Why did the government sell the cement plant? Wasn't it because the economy was bad?

Buying a struggling factory, especially such a large one, I don't know how much money they'll have to invest. They're already taking out high-interest loans, and those are tens of thousands of yuan in wages every month—they couldn't afford it even if they sold their blood.

Jiang Jiahua remained silent this time, only frowning as if pondering Peng Cuiying's words.

Peng Cuiying thought of the slap Jiang Jiahua gave her today, and couldn't help but glare at Jiang Jiahua, saying, "Your dad wanted to raise money for her to pay off the loan sharks today, luckily I stopped him, otherwise more than two thousand yuan would have been wasted!"

After Jiang Yong'an heard Peng Cuiying recount what had happened,

A glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes, and he turned to persuade Jiang Jiahua, "Dad, I think Mom has a point. If the cement factory isn't profitable, buying it will be a bottomless pit for them."

This time, the loan sharks were reasonable and took them away. What if they act unreasonably next time and insist we pay them back? I think we should take this opportunity to publish a statement in the newspaper clarifying that we're severing ties with her.”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Peng Cuiying's eyes lit up when she heard her son's suggestion. "Old Jiang, you should contact the newspaper right away to prevent any future trouble!"

Jiang Jiahua hesitated for a moment and remained silent.

Peng Cuiying said anxiously, "What are you still thinking about? Do you really want that brat to send those loan sharks to tear our house down again?"

"Let me tell you, with all the mess they're in right now, they could get into legal trouble at any moment, and might even end up in jail. If that affects the future of the eldest and second eldest brothers..."

Before Peng Cuiying could finish speaking, Jiang Jiahua, upon hearing about the future of his eldest and second eldest sons, made up his mind completely. "Alright, I'll go contact the comrades at the newspaper right away."

If Jiang Qiaoqiao really does a good job with her business, she will still have some value to us.

But it's definitely not worth it to gamble the future of his two promising sons on Jiang Qiaoqiao's little bit of usefulness.