The next instant, the two of them rushed forward with heartache and embraced Jiang Yiran, who was contemplating suicide.

At this moment, Peng Cuiying hugged Jiang Yiran and cried, "Ranran, your mother and I know that you and your third brother are close. We can't bear to see your third brother ruined like this, but you must not do anything foolish!"

Jiang Jiahua also wiped away his tears, "Ranran, now your eldest and second eldest brothers are working away from home and can't come back, your sister doesn't recognize us anymore, and your third brother... You're the only child your parents have left."

If anything else happens to you, you'll make your parents…

"Ranran, even if you don't care about your parents, you should think about the baby in your belly!" Peng Cuiying pleaded earnestly, crying as she spoke.

Jiang Yiran immediately joined in the act, crying her heart out, "Dad, Mom, Ranran didn't want to either, waaaah... but my sister... if it were Third Brother, waaaah..."

Jiang Qiaoqiao watched the three of them perform with a cold eye.

If she hadn't known Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying, and even more so Jiang Yiran, she probably would have been moved to tears by this family.

But she knew all too well that Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying were inherently sexist, and although they could pamper Jiang Yiran for the sake of their good reputation.

However, when faced with a choice between his children, he will not hesitate to sacrifice his daughter's interests to protect his son.

And Jiang Yiran...

Would Jiang Yiran commit suicide for Jiang Yong'an?

hehe!

This is a joke.

Jiang Qiaoqiao crossed her arms and watched the farce unfold with amusement. "Jiang Yiran, I know you instructed Jiang Yong'an to do this."

As soon as Jiang Qiaoqiao finished speaking, a flash of shock crossed the eyes of Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying, and Jiang Yiran's face also paled slightly.

Seeing the reactions of these three people, what else could Jiang Qiaoqiao not understand?

A mocking smile played on her lips as she continued, "Jiang Yong'an is at least a man; he wouldn't think of such a shrewish tactic as throwing excrement. What surprises me is that you actually dared to admit it."

Jiang Qiaoqiao's words instantly awakened Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying.

They knew their own son well.

Although Jiang Yong'an wasn't as successful as his two older brothers, he still had his pride as a man. Even if he hated his younger sister Jiang Qiaoqiao, he would never do something so despicable.

Jiang Yong'an has doted on Jiang Yiran since she was a child and always listens to her.

"You bitch!" Jiang Jiahua slapped Jiang Yiran hard across the face. "I fed you, fed you, raised you, and this is how you harm my son!"

Jiang Yiran covered half of her face with one hand and waved her hands repeatedly, "Dad, I didn't... Dad, I..."

Jiang Yiran tried to explain, but Peng Cuiying didn't give her a chance at all.

He grabbed her hair and slapped her twice more across the face. "Jiang Yiran, you little bitch! I raised you with my own hands, and I could forgive you no matter how bad you were before! But you encouraged my son and harmed him!"

"You're just like Jiang Qiaoqiao, both of you are heartless and despicable, both of you are despicable..."

"ah--"

No sooner had Peng Cuiying finished speaking than a scream came from Jiang Jiahua's mouth.

Huo Beixiao's eyes were full of coldness. He grabbed Jiang Jiahua's wrist with one hand and clenched his fist with the other, slamming it into Jiang Jiahua's stomach.

His cold gaze fell on Peng Cuiying. "I don't hit women, but if you continue to speak recklessly and insult my wife, your husband will get punched for every word you say!"

Peng Cuiying froze for a moment, feeling a surge of blood rush to her head. Her venomous gaze fixed on Jiang Qiaoqiao, "Fine, Jiang Qiaoqiao, you..."

"Peng Cuiying, you stupid woman, shut your mouth!"

Before Peng Cuiying could even utter her foul language, Jiang Jiahua roared, "Do you want me dead?"

Peng Cuiying immediately fell silent, "I..."

Jiang Jiahua's face was contorted with pain, but he still had to put on a show of familial affection, tears streaming down his face, and plead with Jiang Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao, this time it's your third brother's fault, I've made you suffer. I'll pay for the cleaning of your shop, please forgive your third brother this time for the sake of your second brother, okay?"

Jiang Qiaoqiao's gaze swept over Jiang Yiran and Jiang Jiahua, and she saw that the time was almost right.

She replied, "Okay, I gave the workers twenty yuan yesterday to clean up the manure, and I spent thirty yuan last night to have someone keep watch over it, so it's fifty yuan in total."

Furthermore, the events of yesterday and today have caused me tremendous distress, and you need to compensate me with fifty yuan for emotional distress.

"That's one hundred yuan in total. Give me the money, and I'll issue a letter of understanding right now."

"What? What bullshit compensation for emotional distress, Jiang Qiaoqiao, you..." Peng Cuiying felt as if Jiang Qiaoqiao was cutting a piece of her heart when she heard that Jiang Qiaoqiao was asking for another hundred yuan, and she immediately lost her temper.

She instinctively wanted to yell at Jiang Qiaoqiao, but then she met Jiang Jiahua's gaze.

Jiang Jiahua glared at her, "Why aren't you giving the money to Qiaoqiao yet? What are you standing there for?"

Peng Cuiying could only grit her teeth and count out a hundred yuan from the handkerchief she was wrapped in, her eyes glaring venomously at Jiang Qiaoqiao, "Take it!"

He muttered to himself again, "Take this and buy a coffin!"

Jiang Qiaoqiao glanced at her coldly, but didn't care, and accepted the money without a care in the world.

He went back to his room and wrote a letter of understanding.

When she came out with the letter of understanding, she saw Lin Xiaohui rushing over.

Lin Xiaohui glanced warily at Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying, then grabbed Jiang Qiaoqiao's hand and asked, "Qiaoqiao, are you alright? They..."

Jiang Qiaoqiao smiled and held Lin Xiaohui's hand, "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine."

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