Jiang Qiaoqiao chuckled. Jiang Yiran was probably already fantasizing about the glamour of being the wife of the richest man!

But being the wife of the richest man is not an easy job.

In her previous life, Jiang Yiran married Huo Beixiao, the son of the cement factory manager.

But Huo Beixiao was a workaholic, rarely home, and the two of them would have a small argument every three days and a big argument every five days. In the end, Huo Beixiao simply started living at the factory.

After Jiang Yiran caused a scene at the factory, the marriage ended in divorce.

She later remarried, choosing a smooth-talking scoundrel, and was subjected to domestic violence every day.

After she married Qin Haiyang, the family worked hard to develop animal husbandry, becoming a well-known duck farmer in the area and developing duck products into a national chain brand.

Later, riding the wave of the real estate boom, he became the richest man in the country.

Jiang Yiran was pampered by her family since childhood, so how could she stand that someone who grew up in a remote mountain village was doing better than her?

Jiang Yiran was unwilling to accept this, and in her previous life, she killed Qin Haiyang with the help of Peng Cuiying while he was celebrating her fortieth birthday.

...

Jiang Qiaoqiao chuckled lightly, "My sister doesn't actually have to give up her good life for me. At worst, we can talk to the Huo family and she can marry as she pleases. I don't mind that Qin Haiyang is a second-hand man, but I don't know if the Huo family will..."

Her gaze fell on Jiang Yiran...

Jiang Yiran's heart skipped a beat. Even after all this, Jiang Qiaoqiao still refused to agree to a marriage exchange.

Could it be that she also...?

"You still dare to talk nonsense!" Upon hearing her words, Peng Cuiying instantly flew into a rage again and was about to hit her.

This time, Jiang Qiaoqiao's eyes flashed, and she quickly pulled Jiang Yiran forward.

"Ranran!" Just as Peng Cuiying's slap was about to land, she saw who it was, exclaimed in surprise, and forcibly withdrew her force.

She glared at Jiang Qiaoqiao through gritted teeth, "You little slut..."

Jiang Yiran, her eyes reddening, looked pitiful and tearful as she grabbed Peng Cuiying's arm. "Mom, please don't be angry with my sister. I was wrong to begin with. It was Haiyang and I who couldn't control our feelings..."

"But... Sister, you and Haiyang-ge have no feelings for each other. Can you grant me this request this time? I'm begging you!" Jiang Yiran said, pretending to kneel down before Jiang Qiaoqiao.

Jiang Qiaoqiao glanced at Qin Haiyang.

Because she had just said he was secondhand, his expression wasn't good at that moment.

The ruthlessness that flashed in his eyes sent a chill down Jiang Qiaoqiao's spine.

After Qin Haiyang became the richest man, people only knew him as a gentle and refined man who doted on his wife, but they didn't know what kind of tyranny and perversion was hidden under his skin.

Qin Haiyang cooperated with Jiang Yiran, saying, "Uncle Jiang, Aunt Jiang, I truly love Ranran. Please, Uncle Jiang, Aunt Jiang, let Ranran marry me."

Jiang Yiran pleaded desperately, while Qin Haiyang remained steadfast, a sight that almost moved Jiang Qiaoqiao to tears.

She composed herself and looked at Jiang Yiran. "It's not that I'm reluctant to give up this marriage, but the marriage has been changed, but the bride price and dowry remain the same. Do you think that's fair to me?"

The reason the Jiang family and the Qin family arranged the marriage was because Qin Haiyang's grandfather had saved Jiang Jiahua's life, and the marriage was to repay that debt of gratitude.

Moreover, the Qin family was poor and never even considered giving a bride price, so the Jiang family naturally wouldn't prepare a dowry for her.

But the Huo family is different.

When they got engaged, Huo Beixiao said he was busy and didn't have time to buy the three major items, so he directly gave the Jiang family four hundred yuan in cash, along with all the receipts for the three major items.

The Jiang family also prepared 400 yuan for Jiang Yiran as a last resort.

That adds up to eight hundred yuan, which is a huge sum of money in this day and age!

"You little slut, you still want your sister's betrothal gifts and dowry? You're dreaming!" Peng Cuiying jumped up and down as soon as Jiang Qiaoqiao finished speaking.

Jiang Yiran breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought Jiang Qiaoqiao had also been reborn and knew that Qin Haiyang would become the richest man in the country and would compete with her for the title!

It turns out she only wanted the paltry sums of money from the bride price and dowry.

How short-sighted!

Jiang Yiran quickly pulled Peng Cuiying aside and persuaded her, "Mom, what my sister said makes sense. If we change our marriage arrangements, the bride price and dowry should also be changed."

Peng Cuiying stared at Jiang Yiran in shock, "Ranran, you..."

Jiang Yiran immediately wiped away her tears hesitantly, "Mom, I don't care about the bride price or dowry, I just want to marry Haiyang. Now Haiyang and I have already consummated our marriage. If my sister refuses the arranged marriage, then I can only... I can only kill myself, sob sob sob..."

Jiang Yiran's crying melted Peng Cuiying's heart.

She glared at Jiang Qiaoqiao fiercely, then quickly comforted Jiang Yiran, saying, "Okay, okay, Ranran, don't cry, Mom knows."

Peng Cuiying went into the inner room and came out a short while later with two bundles of money wrapped in newspaper.

She gritted her teeth and threw it directly at Jiang Qiaoqiao, yelling, "Take it, you debt collector!"

Jiang Qiaoqiao took the two wads of money, counted them, and found that each wad contained forty large unity bills, plus three coupons for purchasing three major items.

She happily put the money and tickets into her bundle.

Peng Cuiying pulled Jiang Yiran into the house.

I don't know how Jiang Yiran spoke to Peng Cuiying.

Anyway, when Peng Cuiying came out, Qin Haiyang's expression had improved considerably.

Jiang Yiran's face was beaming with joy, presumably Peng Cuiying had given her quite a few things.

"Sister, I'm leaving now. After you marry into the Huo family, live a good life with your brother-in-law. Don't ruin the good marriage that Mom and Dad chose for you."

Jiang Yiran walked up to Jiang Qiaoqiao, her expression full of smugness, and said something meaningful.

She didn't believe Jiang Qiaoqiao could live with Huo Beixiao, that blockhead who rarely came home!

Jiang Qiaoqiao smiled gently, "Don't worry. But my sister has gone to the countryside, so she must repay Dad's kindness."

Jiang Qiaoqiao smiled as she watched Jiang Yiran sit on the back of the bicycle Qin Haiyang had borrowed for the wedding.

It's good that someone else jumped into that hellhole of the Qin family in her place!