Jiang Qiaoqiao's gaze fell on Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying. "Dad, Mom, if you're going to visit my in-laws, then go ahead. Beixiao and I have things to do, so we won't keep you company."

"you……"

Before she could finish speaking, the hot-tempered Jiang Yong'an stepped forward. "Jiang Qiaoqiao, don't push your luck! You've been married for so long and haven't even met your in-laws. Now your parents are accompanying you, which is an honor for you. If you still don't appreciate it, then don't blame me for being impolite..."

As Jiang Yong'an spoke, he raised his hand.

Huo Beixiao instinctively pulled Jiang Qiaoqiao behind him, his cold gaze fixed on Jiang Yong'an. "Third Brother! Qiaoqiao is my wife. Whether she visits her parents-in-law or not, and when she visits them, is a family matter. Her family has no right to interfere!"

Jiang Yong'an's height of nearly 1.8 meters is not short, but he is still half a head shorter than Huo Beixiao, who is 1.9 meters tall.

Under Huo Beixiao's imposing aura, Jiang Yong'an's arrogance towards Jiang Qiaoqiao vanished completely.

Her lips trembled slightly, "I..."

Huo Beixiao shifted his gaze from Jiang Yong'an to Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying, "Dad, Mom, you should be familiar with the way to my dad's house, so Qiaoqiao and I won't lead the way. We'll be going now."

After saying that, he took Jiang Qiaoqiao's hand and left.

Jiang Qiaoqiao's small hand was suddenly grasped by a large, hot hand.

She paused for a moment, and for some reason, she remembered when Huo Beixiao saved her, it was these same large hands that held hers tightly and told her, "Don't give up, I will definitely save you."

Her heart, which had almost given up hope, was suddenly rekindled.

Now, her heart was beating faster than usual.

The blush on her face spread from her neck all the way to her ears.

Huo Beixiao didn't stop until he walked out of the family compound, and turned to look at her.

But I noticed her face was flushed.

Why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell? Did you have heatstroke?

Huo Beixiao asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice, reaching out to touch her forehead.

Her heart pounded even faster, and she subconsciously looked at the large hand that Huo Beixiao was holding hers.

Huo Beixiao followed her gaze and then realized what was happening. He quickly let go of her hand, saying, "I'm sorry, I was just now..."

As he spoke, his ears turned red.

Seeing the Jiang family's ruthless coercion of Jiang Qiaoqiao just now, he felt a strange mix of emotions.

In addition, whenever he sees Jiang Yiran, a strange sense of guilt wells up inside him.

He just wanted to get Jiang Qiaoqiao away from the Jiang family as quickly as possible, and didn't think much of it...

Jiang Qiaoqiao calmed herself down and said, "It's okay, you go to work, I'm going to buy supplies."

Before Huo Beixiao could speak, she turned and ran towards the station.

Huo Beixiao watched her run away, his fingers unconsciously rubbing together a couple of times.

Jiang Qiaoqiao's hands weren't particularly delicate from years of working, but they were still smooth and tender compared to his calloused hands.

He could still feel the softness of that little hand in his, and for some reason, his heart suddenly started racing.

Once she boarded the bus to the provincial capital, Jiang Qiaoqiao calmed her restless heart.

After calming down, I suddenly felt a little disgusted with myself for being so useless.

They've both lived a second life, and their combined age is sixty, yet they get so nervous just from holding hands.

That's so pathetic!

She wasn't this nervous when she was on her wedding night with Qin Haiyang in her past life.

Upon arriving in the provincial capital, Jiang Qiaoqiao went directly to the stall where she had purchased goods last time.

When the fat boss saw her, his friendly smile froze for a moment.

As soon as she entered, the portly shop owner adjusted his expression and said, "Things here are non-refundable and non-exchangeable except for quality issues!"

Jiang Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment.

It turns out the boss thought she couldn't sell the goods she brought and came to return them.

No wonder you don't look too good!

She smiled and said, "Boss, I'm not here to return or exchange anything, I'm here to pick up the goods."

"Get the goods?" The boss almost thought he had misheard.

Floral print shirts are a hot seller right now; it's not uncommon to sell twenty in two days, but stirrup pants...

After he brought it back, it just sat in the bottom of his drawer and couldn't be sold at all.

Did this girl sell all fifty of them in just two days?

"You sold out of those stirrup pants you brought last time?" the shop owner asked, unable to contain his shock.

"Not yet, the shirts are already sold out. Selling only pants isn't enough, so I'll bring out more shirts to match with the pants this time," Jiang Qiaoqiao said with a smile.

Upon hearing what she said, the boss quickly took her inside to look at and select the goods.

Jiang Qiaoqiao also selected three tops that could be paired with stirrup pants, two dresses, a dress, and fifty pairs of stirrup pants.

She only had about a thousand yuan in capital. She chose many styles of clothes and skirts, but dared not take too many. She only took ten pieces of each style.

In the end, they filled a whole large sack.

When she was about to leave with the sack on her back, the boss saw that she was a young girl carrying such heavy clothes that her back was bent over.

I couldn't help but remind him, "Comrade, how far is it from the wholesale market to the station? We have porters in our market who specialize in carrying things for people, do you want to call one?"

"It's not expensive, just fifty cents, and they'll help you carry it over."

When Jiang Qiaoqiao started her business in her previous life, she did everything herself in the early stages and never used a portable charger. Later, as her business grew, she no longer needed to worry about such trivial matters.

For a moment, she couldn't recall the profession of "porter".

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