"Heh, that's quite a vicious idea. It seems you really hate Jiang Qiaoqiao!" Tong Xuejiao said, sitting in the only coffee shop in Yun County, taking a small sip of coffee and looking at Jiang Yiran.
Jiang Yiran's expression became even more ferocious. "Hate, of course I hate her! I wish she would die right now."
She had thought more than once that, like in her past life, she would plunge a knife into Jiang Qiaoqiao's heart and send her to meet the King of Hell.
But that won't work!
She had little hope of surviving in her previous life, so killing Jiang Qiaoqiao and then taking a bullet herself wouldn't be a loss for her.
But for her, her amazing life has only just begun.
In a few years, she will become the wife of the richest man and a person that everyone envies. It would not be worth it to sacrifice her life for that bitch Jiang Qiaoqiao.
Tong Xuejiao took another sip of coffee, smiled, stood up and said, "Miss Jiang, I'm sorry, we're not on the same wavelength. We have different paths, so I'll be leaving now."
Jiang Yiran was surprised that Tong Xuejiao was leaving so suddenly.
She instinctively stood up and stopped her, "What do you mean?"
Tong Xuejiao looked at her with disdain in her eyes, "What I mean is, your methods are too dirty, and I don't want to associate with you."
After saying that, she left.
She was determined to have Huo Beixiao, that man.
She might use some necessary tricks to win the man's heart, but that doesn't mean she would use dirty tricks against Jiang Qiaoqiao.
She has her own pride, and she would never stoop to doing the dirty things that Jiang Yiran mentioned!
Jiang Yiran watched Tong Xuejiao's retreating figure, her anger itching to see her back. "She's already flirting with other people's men behind their backs, what's with all the self-righteousness!"
At this moment, she didn't think at all that although Tong Xuejiao revolved around Huo Beixiao in her previous life, she had never targeted her.
*
When Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying returned to the food factory's residential compound, Jiang Jiahua said to Peng Cuiying, "When you go to the workers' homes later, be nice to them. We have to make sure we get these 2,500 yuan."
Peng Cuiying moved her lips, but in the end she was still unwilling and couldn't help but say, "Old Jiang, I think we need to reconsider this matter."
"Leaving aside whether that brat actually owes two thousand five hundred yuan in high-interest loans, even if she doesn't and is deliberately testing us, look at her—she's been back for two years and hasn't been close to us at all. Do you think giving her this money will make her closer to us, or willing to give money to the boss?"
"Do you remember when I told you that Huo Beixiao bought Lin Xiaohui a gold necklace when she was hospitalized? At that time, that brat Jiang Qiaoqiao didn't think of me, her own mother, at all. I think she's been raised by the Yang family to be ungrateful."
"If we give her the money, she might still deny it, and then we'll have ended up losing money instead of trying to steal a chicken."
Jiang Jiahua frowned.
He was indeed thinking about this issue.
Looking back on the two years Jiang Qiaoqiao spent at home, she was always timid and cowardly, and she didn't even dare to look him in the eye when he called him "Dad".
I used to think that this daughter was spoiled by being raised in the countryside. She doesn't even dare to call people out properly. I'm afraid it will be impossible for her to find a good husband's family to help her in the future.
But since they've already been brought back, they can't be sent back.
We can only raise him for two years first, and when he reaches the right age, we can just pick a decent family for him to marry into.
It was precisely for this reason that when the Qin family came to demand repayment of their debt of gratitude with the promise he had written, Peng Cuiying persuaded him to choose to marry Jiang Qiaoqiao into the Qin family.
"Old Jiang, actually I think there's still some doubt about Huo Beixiao buying the cement plant. If he really did buy it, why hasn't the cement plant company made it public yet?"
Should we wait a bit?
"I'll have the third brother keep an eye on the cement factory first, see if they've gone to collect the debt from Huo Beixiao. If no one's going to collect, then we'll give her the money."
Jiang Jiahua frowned and pondered for a moment, then finally made up his mind and said, "Okay, then we'll do it your way. But you still need to find someone to raise the money in the next couple of days. Whether or not we actually get the money in the end, we need to make it look like we're doing it right."
Just as Jiang Jiahua finished speaking, a rough voice rang out from outside, "Boss, this is it! Jiang Qiaoqiao's father, who is the deputy director of the food factory, lives here!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Then came a deafening knock on the door. "Open the door! It's the Jiang family! Open the door right now!"
Peng Cuiying's eyes were filled with terror. Jiang Jiahua frowned and went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a group of burly men rushed into the Jiang family's courtyard.
Jiang Jiahua was dumbfounded. After regaining his senses, he immediately said in a fierce but weak voice, "Who...who are you people? I am the deputy director of a state-owned factory. You just barged into my home like this. Do you want to go to the police station?"
The burly man leading the group had a fierce tiger tattooed on his arm as he stomped heavily on the stool.
A pair of fierce leopard eyes swept over Jiang Jiahua, and he said viciously, "Deputy director of a state-owned factory? I've come looking for you. Your daughter owes me two thousand five hundred yuan. It's only right that a father should pay his daughter's debts!"
"If you don't pay me back today, I'll tear this house down!"
"Smack!"
As Guo Tao spoke, he threw out a switchblade and slammed it into the table.
"Ah—" Peng Cuiying screamed in fright, her legs spinning, and she stammered, "You...you must have made a mistake, I...we..."
"What? You don't have a daughter?"
Guo Tao glared fiercely at Peng Cuiying.
Peng Cuiying's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.
“Yes! We have a daughter!” Peng Cuiying answered instinctively.
"Fine, as long as you have a daughter!" Guo Tao sneered, pulled the switchblade out of the table, and pointed the tip at Peng Cuiying. "Give me the money!"
Peng Cuiying's face was ashen, and her mind was completely blank.
At this point, Jiang Jiahua calmed down a bit. "Comrade, you came in and immediately said that our daughter owes you money. Well, tell us first. Which of our daughters owes you money? Do you have any proof? We can't just give you such a large sum of money based on a few words from you, can we?"
"You want proof?" Guo Tao glanced at Jiang Jiahua, then slammed a piece of paper on the table. "Isn't the IOU written by your daughter Jiang Qiaoqiao proof?"
Upon hearing the name Jiang Qiaoqiao, Peng Cuiying's earlier timidity turned into anger!
She had initially thought that Jiang Yiran had borrowed money from loan sharks again and had come to their house to demand repayment.
I never expected that brat Jiang Qiaoqiao would dare to send these people to our house to collect debts!
She was furious and was about to say that Jiang Qiaoqiao was not their daughter.
Guo Tao snatched the IOU back from Jiang Jiahua's hand and ordered, "Brothers, let's do it! They won't take the money, so smash what needs to be smashed, and move what needs to be moved!"
As soon as Guo Tao finished speaking, his brothers who came with him immediately took action.
"Splash!" A bucket of red paint was splashed directly onto the Jiang family's front door.
"Bang!"
A kimchi jar that the Jiang family kept under the eaves was smashed to pieces.
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