After Huo Beixiao and Zhou Yang moved the goods back to the cement factory's residential compound, Zhou Yang went back to the hospital first.
Only Jiang Qiaoqiao and Huo Beixiao remained in the room.
For a moment, Jiang Qiaoqiao felt so awkward that she was almost frozen in place.
"Thanks."
Finally, she managed to squeeze out two dry words.
After saying that, she quickly added, "Once I sell this batch of goods, I'll have some spare money. Then I'll move out, and we'll get a divorce certificate."
Huo Beixiao's hands, hanging at his sides, unconsciously clenched.
He looked into Jiang Qiaoqiao's moist almond-shaped eyes and remained silent for a long time.
What he really wanted to ask was whether they absolutely had to get a divorce, and whether they could try to get along.
But the words caught in his throat, and he simply replied, "Okay."
After Huo Beixiao finished speaking, he went back to the factory.
Only after his figure disappeared did the oppressive feeling emanating from him and the awkward atmosphere in the air completely dissipate.
Jiang Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief.
She admitted that she was actually quite unaccustomed to Huo Beixiao not coming back for the first two days.
But Huo Beixiao didn't come back during this time, so she got used to it, and she felt great having the whole house to herself!
"Hey, Qiaoqiao, Engineer Huo's gone again?"
When Huo Beixiao left, he didn't close the door properly. At that moment, Aunt Zhao seized the opportunity and squeezed into Jiang Qiaoqiao's house.
"Qiaoqiao, what are those two big bags you bring back every few days? Are they really scraps you've collected?" Aunt Zhao didn't bother with pleasantries with Jiang Qiaoqiao and went straight to the point.
That day, when she was making fun of Jiang Qiaoqiao and that robber, Jiang Qiaoqiao caught her red-handed. After suffering a loss at Jiang Qiaoqiao's hands, she kept looking for an opportunity to get back at Jiang Qiaoqiao.
Just that day, when her son and daughter-in-law were forcing her to apologize to Jiang Qiaoqiao, she overheard Jiang Yong'an and Jiang Yiran, the brother and sister, saying that Jiang Qiaoqiao was setting up a stall.
She kept an eye on it from the start, and during that time, she went out with Jiang Qiaoqiao every day. Sure enough, she saw Jiang Qiaoqiao setting up a stall in the market to sell clothes.
To be on the safe side, she kept this secret.
Until today, when she saw Jiang Qiaoqiao bringing back two large sacks with Huo Beixiao and another young man, she knew that Jiang Qiaoqiao must have gone to buy goods.
Buying goods and then selling them at a higher price—isn't that speculation and profiteering?
Jiang Qiaoqiao noticed that Aunt Zhao's eyes were fixed on the sacks she was using to pack goods, darting around nervously.
How could I not know what she was up to?
She sneered, "Aunt Zhao, what do you think my sack is filled with if not junk? A grown man? People with heart conditions see everything as dirty!"
Aunt Zhao's face changed color after being rebuked by her blunt remark.
"Jiang Qiaoqiao, I am at least your elder. Do you know what it means to respect your elders?"
“Those who respect others will always be respected. People who do not respect their elders do not deserve my respect.” Jiang Qiaoqiao said directly, “Aunt Zhao, I’m sorry, I have something to do at home, so I won’t entertain you.”
After saying that, Jiang Qiaoqiao slammed the door shut with a "bang".
Aunt Zhao was turned away and was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and the loose skin on her face trembled.
"Jiang Qiaoqiao, you just wait and see."
After saying that, Aunt Zhao walked angrily toward the innermost part of the family compound, toward Director Huo's house.
*
That evening, Jiang Qiaoqiao made herself a braised lion's head meatball as a treat. She was enjoying it and planned to give the remaining portion to Zhou Yang and his sister when she heard a knock on the door.
Who is it?
As Jiang Qiaoqiao asked, she opened the door.
She was somewhat surprised to see Huo Beixiao standing outside the door.
She hadn't expected Huo Beixiao to come back today.
She was just about to ask Huo Beixiao if he had eaten and if he wanted to eat with her when she noticed two other people behind him.
A woman in her forties, still charming, was wearing a bodycon skirt and had big, wavy hair. Another man, over fifty, looked about five parts like Huo Beixiao.
She immediately recognized the two men. "Dad, Auntie, you're here too."
Huo Yuanshan's brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly.
He looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao, habitually adopting the air of a superior, and said, "Let's go inside and talk."
Jiang Qiaoqiao was about to let the two of them in.
Huo Beixiao blocked the doorway, protecting her. "I don't like outsiders coming into my house. You can talk here."
"Who are you calling an outsider? I'm your father!" Huo Yuanshan's aura suddenly intensified as he angrily retorted.
Chen Yuexia, who was standing nearby, quickly tried to calm Huo Yuanshan down, saying, "Yuanshan, Beixiao was just saying things in anger. Don't get angry with the child."
After advising Huo Yuanshan, she said earnestly to Huo Beixiao, "Beixiao, you too. Your father went to the hospital a while ago, and the doctor told him not to get angry, so don't make him angry. We're a family, so we can discuss things properly."
Huo Beixiao's cold, dark eyes fell on Chen Yuexia, and he said bluntly, "Wasn't it you who stirred up trouble and made him suffer here?"
"You little brat, how dare you talk to your mother like that?" Huo Yuanshan raised his hand to slap Huo Beixiao across the face.
Huo Beixiao grabbed his wrist immediately. "She's not my mother. My mother died twenty years ago. She was driven to her death by you two adulterers!"
Jiang Qiaoqiao: ...
Oh my god!
She knew that Chen Yuexia was Huo Beixiao's stepmother, and that Huo Beixiao had a bad relationship with his family of origin.
I never expected there to be such explosive gossip in this!
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