Jiang Qiaoqiao's sharp gaze fell on Jiang Jiahua, and she asked directly, "What is your purpose in giving me this ten thousand yuan?"
Jiang Jiahua's humble fatherly expression deepened. "Qiaoqiao, Dad knows you still resent us. But we're a family, blood is thicker than water. Now that you're in trouble, your parents will do everything in our power to help you."
Jiang Qiaoqiao looked directly into Jiang Jiahua's eyes and said, "So, you gave me this 10,000 yuan just to help me, without asking for anything in return, right?"
A fleeting hesitation crossed Jiang Jiahua's eyes.
He was just betting that Jiang Qiaoqiao would soften her heart; he was just trying to make a big profit with a small investment. How could he not expect anything in return?
As he was trying to figure out how to phrase things more elegantly, Jiang Qiaoqiao had already gone to the cashier to get a pen and notebook, and handed them to him, saying, "If you're just trying to help me through this difficult time, please write me a voluntary donation agreement."
"You've drafted the agreement, so I'll take the money."
Jiang Jiahua's face showed an indescribable embarrassment and discomfort. "Qiaoqiao, we're father and daughter, there's no need..."
Jiang Qiaoqiao chuckled lightly, "I do owe some money now, but I believe I can pay it back sooner or later. But if I take your money and you refuse to write me a gift agreement, then I don't know if you will use this 10,000 yuan to hold me hostage for life."
In her past life, she accepted their manipulation because she still cherished the affection they gave her. She repaid them wholeheartedly for the small favors they offered.
But in this lifetime, she no longer cares...
Seeing the disappointed look on Jiang Qiaoqiao's face, Jiang Jiahua even stomped his foot in anger, his eyes red and on the verge of tears, "Qiaoqiao, no matter what, we are still your parents. We gave you your life! Do you have to treat us like this?"
Peng Cuiying, who was standing to the side, was even more furious and was about to curse Jiang Qiaoqiao.
Jiang Jiahua quickly stopped her.
Looking at Jiang Qiaoqiao with only disappointment, he said, "Okay, Qiaoqiao, even if your father and I didn't take good care of you back then, we are now trying our best to make up for it."
"If I show no affection whatsoever, my parents will have a clear conscience."
As Jiang Jiahua spoke, he picked up the brown paper bag he had brought and left.
Peng Cuiying and Jiang Yiran quickly chased after them.
Qin Haiyang did not follow them out; he gazed intently at Jiang Qiaoqiao.
The woman before him had fair skin, a slender figure, and lively eyes, radiating youthful energy. Yet, for some reason, he felt that this woman shouldn't be like this.
Jiang Qiaoqiao felt disgusted and repulsed when she met Qin Haiyang's gaze.
She felt disgusted just looking at that disgusting man.
A mocking smile played on her lips as she said, "Goodbye, Comrade Qin. I won't see you out."
The disdain and contempt in her eyes deeply wounded Qin Haiyang's fragile self-esteem.
He originally intended to rely on the Jiang family to resolve the cement issue.
But now that the Jiang family is unreliable, if he wants to cling to the Jiang family's powerful backing, he has no choice but to...
Instead of leaving, he sat down opposite Jiang Qiaoqiao.
Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at him and couldn't help but frown.
Just as he was about to tell her to leave, he heard Qin Haiyang say, "Comrade Jiang, since you are unwilling to acknowledge your relationship with the Jiang family, then I will no longer call you sister."
"Let me be frank. I'm not here today to help my wife and in-laws repair their relationship with you; I'm here to discuss a business deal."
"As you probably know, I went to Beicheng recently. I met some important people there, one of whom has his eye on the cement factory your husband bought. If you're willing to sell the factory to them, the price is negotiable."
You and your husband can think about it carefully and decide what price you're looking for.
Jiang Qiaoqiao's expression became even more sarcastic.
But before she could speak, Qin Haiyang said in a condescending tone, "You can name any price you want, and I can help you negotiate, but don't say you won't sell. You have no right to refuse!"
After saying that, Qin Haiyang turned around and left, thinking he was being cool.
Jiang Yiran ran back like a madwoman.
When Jiang Qiaoqiao saw Jiang Yiran's distorted face, she knew that Jiang Yiran thought she was going to steal her man again.
Fortunately, Qin Haiyang's trip to Beicheng earned him some status, and Jiang Yiran, that woman, didn't go crazy in front of him.
Instead, she looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao warily, forced a gentle smile, and asked Qin Haiyang, "Brother Haiyang, what did you stay behind to talk to my sister about?"
"Let's talk about business." Qin Haiyang glanced at the gentle and considerate Jiang Yiran beside him, spoke in a superior tone, and walked away.
Jiang Yiran glared at him fiercely and quickly chased after Qin Haiyang.
Jiang Qiaoqiao watched Qin Haiyang's retreating figure, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
It is true that people are hard to change their nature, even if it is easier to change mountains and rivers.
In her past life, Qin Haiyang also spoke to her in this condescending manner.
At that time, he was at least the richest man in name, and he had achieved great success.
But right now, it's nothing!
At this moment, Jiang Jiahua turned around and glanced at her with some resentment, which made Jiang Qiaoqiao feel nothing but irony.
They weren't even willing to take any risks when acting with her.
If Jiang Jiahua really has the guts to write a voluntary donation agreement today and give her that 10,000 yuan...
She wouldn't mind letting them take advantage of her a little, but unfortunately, Jiang Jiahua still didn't have the guts.
Before Jiang Qiaoqiao could even feel sorry for long, customers started arriving at the shop.
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