“She’s heartless!” Yang Hongying immediately echoed Aunt Zhao, and told her about how she and You Dongyun went to Jiang Qiaoqiao to buy pants last night.

After she finished speaking, someone questioned, "But you two haven't even arrived at her house yet, have you? It's not like she told you herself that everything was perfect. What if it's Yan Suhua..."

"Impossible!" Yang Hongying waved her hand without hesitation, "Yan Suhua is so taciturn, she wouldn't even fart after three blows. She wouldn't lie, would she? That heartless Jiang Qiaoqiao definitely didn't shortchange her. They've always said that no merchant is honest..."

"Oh dear, Hongying, please don't say such things," You Dongyun said, feigning concern. "She's the factory director's daughter-in-law. Be careful she doesn't give you a hard time, or even jeopardize your husband's job..."

Jiang Qiaoqiao was completely unaware of the gossip surrounding her.

Even if she knew, she wouldn't care. By choosing to start a business at this time, she was already prepared to be talked about, scolded, and even gossiped about.

After she brought Zhou Yang and Zhou Ling'er home, she remembered an important question.

They don't have any beds left!

The cot that Huo Beixiao used to sleep on collapsed last night!

"Zhou Yang, you stay home with your sister and take care of Brother Bei Xiao. I'm going to buy another bed," Jiang Qiaoqiao said as she headed out.

Zhou Yang quickly stopped her, "Sister Qiaoqiao, no need, my sister and I will sleep on the floor, it'll be fine."

He had just checked; Qiaoqiao and Beixiao's house only had two rooms and one bed. If he and his sister lived here, it would be very inconvenient for the couple.

He still needs to make money quickly, save money, and once he has enough, he can rent a house.

Sister Qiao has already helped them so much; they shouldn't interfere with Sister Qiao's life.

Jiang Qiaoqiao immediately became serious. "How can that be? We live on the ground floor, where it's very damp. Ling'er's leg has just healed; if it gets damp again, it will cause her chronic condition."

Zhou Yang wanted to say something more.

Huo Beixiao said, "Your sister Qiaoqiao is right. We can't be careless about Ling'er's health."

"Sister Qiaoqiao, Brother Beixiao, I have no way to repay your great kindness..." Zhou Yang was so moved that his eyes reddened.

Since their parents passed away, those so-called relatives have been avoiding them like the plague.

No one has ever been this kind to them before...

Jiang Qiaoqiao gently patted Zhou Yang on the back, "Alright, enough with the sentimental stuff. If you really want to thank me, take good care of your Bei Xiao brother."

Jiang Qiaoqiao rushed out the door.

After the policy was relaxed, some carpenters made extra furniture to stock up at home in case of customers in urgent need.

However, most of the furniture provided consists of small stools and the like; large pieces of furniture like beds are rare.

Jiang Qiaoqiao went to several places before she finally found a bed that had been made.

The seller is asking for eighty yuan, not a penny less.

Although the price is on the high side, it's understandable that it's a bit expensive considering that it's urgently needed.

Jiang Qiaoqiao took out the money without hesitation.

When the bed was delivered to the family compound.

This once again caused a sensation in the family compound.

"You guys don't know? That couple really went all out. Last night, the bed collapsed, and Huo Beixiao broke his back."

"Jiang Qiaoqiao is very capable. Otherwise, why do you think Huo Beixiao would agree to let her bring two mouths to feed back?"

...

When these words reached Huo Yuanshan's ears, he was so angry that he slammed the newspaper he was holding onto the coffee table.

"It's outrageous! They've made everyone know about what happens in their own bed!"

Chen Yuexia quickly poured the old man a cup of tea. "Old Huo, calm down. Bei Xiao and Qiao Qiao are both young and hot-blooded; isn't this normal?"

"But Jiang Qiaoqiao is really good at winning people over. Bei Xiao's relationship with us is already... If this continues, I'm afraid... Sigh!"

Chen Yuexia shook her head and sighed.

They seemed extremely worried because their stepson, Huo Beixiao, was not on their side.

Huo Yuanshan's face was ashen. "I had hoped that he would understand my good intentions as a father once he got married."

And yet he married this woman! She's utterly disgraced the entire Huo family!

"When you have time, go and have a good talk with Jiang Qiaoqiao. Tell them that if they continue to embarrass me, I'll pretend I never had a son named Huo Beixiao!"

A sly glint flashed in Chen Yuexia's eyes; what she wanted was for Huo Yuanshan to pretend that he had never had a son named Huo Beixiao.

On the surface, she said gently and obediently, "Okay, Lao Huo, I'll go see Bei Xiao after get off work today, and I'll also have a good talk with Qiao Qiao."

Before I knew it, it was time to leave work in the afternoon.

Jiang Qiaoqiao was making dinner when there was a knock on the door.

"Qiao Qiao".

With a fake smile on her face, Chen Yuexia stood at Jiang Qiaoqiao's door with two cans of food in her hands.

"Auntie, is there anything I can help you with?" Jiang Qiaoqiao maintained a polite demeanor.

“Your dad was very worried when he heard that Beixiao hurt his back, so he sent me to come and see him right away.” Chen Yuexia’s smile became even more insincere. “But Beixiao is in bed right now, and since I’m his stepmother, it’s not really appropriate for me to go in and see him. I’ll have to ask you to take this can of food in for Beixiao to eat and help him recover.”

Jiang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but laugh when she saw those two shabby cans of food.

No wonder Jiang Yiran always complained about Huo Yuanshan and Chen Yuexia being stingy and superficial in her past life.

Huo Beixiao is so badly injured, and they think they can just send him away with two cans of food?

Jiang Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes. "Auntie, you're right. This back injury is a big deal, affecting the quality of life for the rest of your life. If it's injured, you definitely need to take good care of it and nourish it properly. I heard from the doctor that canned food is just sugar water, and to really nourish it, you need malted milk powder and milk powder."

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