Jiang Yiran herself was also taken aback.
Just now, she truly recalled the exhilaration of stabbing Jiang Qiaoqiao in the heart with a knife in her past life, and even longed to get rid of Peng Cuiying, this big trouble, with a single cut.
But after that impulse subsided, she was still shaken.
She vividly remembers the terrifying experience of being imprisoned and tortured in her past life, and the fear of walking to the execution ground.
Having finally been given a second chance at life, and with such a good background, she would never repeat the mistakes of her past life.
Qin Haiyang then said, "Ranran, you rest for a while. I'll go talk to Dad and see if there's any way."
Jiang Yiran nodded absentmindedly, thinking about her past life.
As soon as Qin Haiyang stepped out of the room, a sweet fragrance enveloped him, and then an arm wrapped around his neck, revealing Jiang Rou's bright and flamboyant face.
In an instant, his heart leaped into his throat.
He glanced instinctively at the door that had just been closed, and reached out to pull Jiang Rou's hand off his neck.
Jiang Rou's lips curled into a charming and mocking smile. "Are you that afraid of her now?"
Qin Haiyang froze.
When he brought Jiang Chengzhi back before, Jiang Rou had intentionally or unintentionally seduced him. At that time, he went along with it and had an ambiguous relationship with Jiang Rou.
After all, Jiang Guozhi's family was much better off than Jiang Jiahua's family. At that time, he was thinking that as long as he hooked up with Jiang Rou, he would kick Jiang Yiran to the curb.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yiran transformed into the Jiang family's biological daughter, while Jiang Rou was merely an adopted daughter.
Jiang Guozhi and Bai Yuzhu, a married couple, still felt guilty towards Jiang Yiran and treated her much better than Jiang Rou.
He's not stupid; he naturally knows what choice to make now.
Before he could even firmly refuse, Jiang Rou threw out a huge temptation, "Brother Haiyang, do you want to be a live-in son-in-law like this, or do you want to control the Jiang family's vast fortune yourself?"
As soon as Jiang Rou said those words, Qin Haiyang seemed to be controlled, and his steps followed her into the room uncontrollably.
Once inside Jiang Rou's room, Jiang Rou leaned close to his ear and whispered something.
After listening to her, Qin Haiyang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her, "Why should I trust you and cooperate with you?"
Jiang Rou smiled lightly, "If you don't cooperate with me, do you really think you can get the Jiang family's assets by relying on that idiot Jiang Yiran?"
As Jiang Rou spoke, she sat on Qin Haiyang's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Brother Haiyang, think about it. Let's not talk about the distant future. Just think about how Dad will appreciate you even more after you help me get things done right now."
"And once Jiang Yiran and Peng Cuiying move out, can't you bring your mother over to enjoy a comfortable life?"
Qin Haiyang was clearly tempted.
"What? You mean we should move out with Peng Cuiying?" Jiang Yiran was so excited when she heard Qin Haiyang's words that she almost jumped up.
"Qin Haiyang, have you lost your mind? I finally managed to come back with my parents, live in a big house, enjoy the good life with servants, and even get to spend time with them. Now you want me to move out for Peng Cuiying? No way, absolutely not!"
Qin Haiyang quickly grasped Jiang Yiran's hand and comforted her, "Ranran, listen to me. We brought this trouble with Peng Cuiying, and we have to resolve it to gain Mom and Dad's favor."
If we bring up this plan with our parents now, they'll at least give us a place to live. Then you can take the opportunity to ask them to transfer the property to your name. After the transfer, we can leave Peng Cuiying there for a while and move back in with our parents.”
Jiang Yiran calmed down after listening to Qin Haiyang's analysis.
She has been back in the Jiang family for some time now, and it's true that Jiang Guozhi and Bai Yuzhu feel some guilt towards her for abandoning her back then.
But now that bit of guilt has almost completely worn off.
Bai Yuzhu is not as generous with her as she used to be when buying her things.
Just like when Bai Yuzhu went out to buy a mink coat, she didn't buy one for her at the same time.
During this time, she also realized that although Jiang Guozhi and Bai Yuzhu had helped Qin Haiyang, they were still sexist at heart and had no intention of letting her inherit their huge fortune.
She really needs to find a way to acquire some assets as soon as possible, and perhaps now is an opportunity.
*
"Boss, how much is this down jacket?"
As soon as the snow stopped, Yang Qiaoqiao immediately took Huo Beixiao to the largest wholesale market in Beicheng.
In this freezing season, besides down jackets, leather jackets, and mink coats, the most common items in the clothing wholesale market are all kinds of floral cotton-padded coats and military overcoats.
Ordinary families generally prefer to wear floral-patterned cotton-padded jackets and military overcoats, which are reasonably priced and warm enough.
However, the floral cotton-padded jacket is quite thick and heavy, so families with better financial conditions will buy down jackets, while those who pursue fashion and high-end style will buy leather jackets and mink coats.
Yang Qiaoqiao had already taken a stroll around the market. The down jackets in the entire wholesale market were all very similar, with the same color and style. Down jackets of this era had not yet completely shaken off their bulky "puffer jacket" appearance.
Moreover, the down content is not high, resulting in only average warmth retention.
Before coming to the market, she was actually somewhat disappointed when she saw the samples Zhou Yang sent her, because the down jackets her garment factory was making now were not far behind the lightweight and warm down jackets that would be available in twenty or thirty years.
However, after looking at the down jackets on the market, her confidence increased significantly.
Chinese New Year is just a month away, and now is the peak season for buying new clothes for the holiday.
The wholesale stall owner was already running himself ragged getting goods for retailers, so he naturally didn't have time to deal with a casual customer like her. Without even glancing at her, he said directly, "One hundred and eighty yuan a piece, no bargaining."
Yang Qiaoqiao mentally calculated the costs and decided on her wholesale price. Seeing that the boss was busy, she wasn't in a hurry and just stood aside and waited.
As soon as she stood still, her hands were grasped by a large hand.
Huo Beixiao pulled her hands directly into his coat and placed them around his waist to keep them warm.
She didn't quite like being so intimate with men in public and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back.
The man's serious gaze met her eyes. "Honey, be good, don't move, or you'll catch a cold."
Yang Qiaoqiao looked up at the man helplessly, meeting his deep, unyielding eyes. She then obediently grasped his slender waist with her two small hands.
The man took another small step toward her, closing the distance between them and shielding her from all the wind and snow.
She hadn't felt particularly cold before, but now she felt warm all over, and unconsciously leaned closer to the man's chest.
She had barely leaned against the man's firm chest when she felt a strange gaze upon her.
She followed the gaze and saw Jiang Yiran holding He Nian's hand.
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