"You little bitch, you've really grown wings and become capable, haven't you?"
Peng Cuiying could be humble and submissive in front of others, but she couldn't tolerate the slightest thing in front of Yang Qiaoqiao.
Because deep down, she felt that Yang Qiaoqiao, the daughter raised in the countryside, was not worthy of having an equal conversation with their family, let alone the fact that Yang Qiaoqiao still acted as if she didn't take them seriously at all.
No sooner had Yang Qiaoqiao finished speaking than she rolled up her sleeves and raised her hand to slap Yang Qiaoqiao, "If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know who gave you this worthless life!"
As Peng Cuiying spoke, she was about to slap him.
Jiang Yongxian was startled. After regaining his senses, he quickly grabbed Peng Cuiying's hand. "Mom, what are you doing?"
“We were the ones who wronged Qiaoqiao in the past. We agreed to apologize to her. What are you doing now?” Jiang Yongxian admonished Peng Cuiying with a helpless tone.
But his eyes were full of warning when he looked at Peng Cuiying.
Peng Cuiying was immediately jolted awake.
She had been suppressing her feelings for too long since arriving in Beicheng, and now, seeing Yang Qiaoqiao, she didn't know why, but she felt that Yang Qiaoqiao was someone she could mold and manipulate at will.
For a moment, he completely forgot Jiang Yongxian's instructions.
Receiving a warning look from Jiang Yongxian, she twitched her eyelids in fright, gave an awkward laugh, and quickly said, "Boss, Mom was wrong, Mom didn't mean that..."
Jiang Yongxian frowned, suppressing his anger, and said, "Mom, why are you apologizing to me? You should apologize to Qiaoqiao."
Peng Cuiying finally realized what was happening, suppressed her anger, and looked at Yang Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao, I'm sorry. Mom was just a little confused..."
"By the way, Qiaoqiao, didn't you say before that you would be willing to go home as long as our family cuts off ties with Jiang Yiran?"
Our whole family has now severed ties with Jiang Yiran. Please come back.
After all, we are one big family, bound by blood...
"Blood is thicker than water, haha." Yang Qiaoqiao found these words amusing.
She chuckled lightly. "I think I did say that before, but that only applied to the situation at the time. As for now, you can make me acknowledge you if you go and bring Jiang Yiran back, and come with me to hand her over to the police. Then I'll admit that you're blood relatives of mine."
Peng Cuiying and Jiang Yongxian's expressions both stiffened.
Peng Cuiying couldn't help but want to curse Yang Qiaoqiao for being vicious.
But Jiang Yongxian tugged at her, telling her to shut up and swallow her words.
Jiang Yongxian looked at Yang Qiaoqiao with a distressed expression, "Qiaoqiao, you know perfectly well that even the police don't know where Jiang Yiran has gone."
"Even the police can't bring her back, where are we supposed to find her? Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for us?"
Yang Qiaoqiao looked at them with amusement, "You were the ones who started making things difficult for me."
Upon hearing her words, Jiang Yongxian gritted his teeth.
He now realized that Yang Qiaoqiao was heartless, and that trying to appeal to her emotions was completely futile.
He simply changed his approach, "Fine, Qiaoqiao, since you're determined not to acknowledge us, then I, as your older brother, have nothing more to say."
Let's not talk about feelings, let's talk business.
"I know that you and Huo Beixiao are doing very well in your businesses now, but no matter how big or good your businesses are, if you don't have the power to protect you, it's easier for the people in power to get rid of you than to crush an ant."
"If you're willing to cooperate with me, you have money, and I have power. My power can ensure you make even more money, and your money can help me climb to a higher position. We siblings can work together—why not?"
After Jiang Yongxian finished speaking, he did not pressure Yang Qiaoqiao to give him an answer immediately.
Instead, he said, "Qiaoqiao, I know that our family has wronged you a lot in the past. As the eldest brother, I haven't treated you well either."
You might feel a little uncomfortable with me right now, but you can go back and think about what I said. Once you've made up your mind, you can call me anytime, and we can talk face-to-face.
As Jiang Yongxian spoke, he took out a small notebook, tore off a page, and wrote down a landline number for Yang Qiaoqiao.
Yang Qiaoqiao had no intention of reaching out to take it.
He placed the paper on a pile of building materials next to Yang Qiaoqiao and instructed her again, "Qiaoqiao, think it over carefully."
After saying that, he left with Peng Cuiying.
Yang Qiaoqiao glanced at the piece of paper with the phone number written on it.
Just then, Huo Beixiao, who had just returned from transporting building materials with the delivery team, ran quickly towards Yang Qiaoqiao. "Wife, I think I just saw Peng Cuiying and Jiang Yongxian walk out of here. Did they do anything to you?"
Yang Qiaoqiao shook her head and gave Huo Beixiao a coquettish glance, "Am I really that useless in your heart?"
"On my own turf, do you think I'd let them bully me?"
Huo Beixiao reached out and affectionately pinched her little nose. "Yes, my wife is the best. How could she be bullied by those two cowards?"
That night, Yang Qiaoqiao tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Huo Beixiao noticed and pulled her into his arms, gently kissing her forehead. "Wife, what are you thinking about?"
Yang Qiaoqiao recounted to Huo Beixiao the theories about money and power that Jiang Yongxian had told her that day.
She definitely won't work with Jiang Yongxian.
But it cannot be denied that Jiang Yongxian is right.
Throughout history, money has been worthless in the face of power. If one only has money but no powerful backer, then money may even become their death warrant.
During this factory construction project in Haicheng, she also deeply realized the importance of having power and connections.
Previously, when she was in Sichuan Province and Yun County, she didn't have such a strong feeling because of Huo Beixiao's network of relationships built up over many years.
But this time, if it weren't for knowing Grandpa Xia, Tong Xuejiao, and Yan Heqing, and having their network of connections to help them, they would have been unable to move an inch.
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