Jiang Qiaoqiao caught the slap Peng Cuiying was about to deliver with one hand.
Looking at Peng Cuiying, her eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and she felt like laughing.
She married Qin Haiyang because she believed he could provide her with a good life, while Jiang Yiran married Qin Haiyang only to suffer.
Moreover, she even had the nerve to bring up the issue of the arranged marriage.
She didn't say she was annoyed, but she was already annoyed by what she heard. "Do you need me to tell you all what exactly happened between me and Jiang Yiran?"
"You promised my adoptive parents you'd treat me well, find me a good marriage, and forced them to promise they'd never have anything to do with me again. You tricked me into coming back and giving me to the Qin family as repayment, and I didn't say anything. Now you want to pin the shameless things Jiang Yiran did on me?"
Thinking back to her past life, the reason she had misunderstood and missed out on a lifetime with the Yang family, who genuinely loved her, was because of the Jiang family's deception on both sides.
The hatred in her eyes intensified.
Peng Cuiying's eyes flickered somewhat guiltily. "What do you mean by 'tricking you back for two hundred yuan'? You are my daughter, what's wrong with us bringing you back? Besides, marriage is a matter of parental arrangement and matchmaker's word. We helped you choose Qin Haiyang because we value his abilities and believe he can give you a good life. How is that cheating?"
Jiang Qiaoqiao sneered, "So your Ranran slept with Qin Haiyang and is living a good life now, shouldn't you be happy? What are you doing here talking to me?"
Hearing her words, Peng Cuiying's earlier guilty conscience vanished instantly. She raised her hand to slap Jiang Qiaoqiao's face again, "You little slut, what are you saying with such filth? That old country harlot didn't teach you well, I'll teach you a lesson today..."
Before she could even touch Jiang Qiaoqiao, a figure suddenly darted over and shoved her aside.
Caught off guard, Peng Cuiying stumbled and fell to the ground on her bottom.
"Qiaoqiao, are you alright?" Lin Xiaohui asked Jiang Qiaoqiao with concern.
Jiang Qiaoqiao shook her head. "Mom, I'm fine."
Lin Xiaohui turned around and shielded Jiang Qiaoqiao behind her like a mother hen protecting her chicks, her eyes red as she glared at Peng Cuiying, "What right do you have to scold my daughter and hit my daughter!"
Peng Cuiying was furious. "She's my daughter. She's shameless. What's wrong with me hitting and scolding her?"
"She's the one I raised! If you want to lay a finger on my daughter, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"
Jiang Qiaoqiao's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at Lin Xiaohui standing tall and shielding her from the cold.
It's been such a long, long time since anyone stood in front of her to protect her like this.
Peng Cuiying was so angry that her eyes turned red.
"Lin Xiaohui, you shameless bastard! You raised her, and I've already given you two hundred yuan. We agreed that you'd pay me in one hand and hand her over in the other, and she would have nothing to do with your family anymore!"
"Pah!" Lin Xiaohui is usually an honest person in the village, but this time she was so angry that she jumped up and spat.
"My condition for agreeing to your terms was that you would get my Qiaoqiao a city residency and find her a good husband. But instead, you want to use my Qiaoqiao to pay off your debts, and now you're trying to pin this on her!"
As Lin Xiaohui spoke, she pulled out a handful of loose change from her pocket and threw it directly at Peng Cuiying's face. "Here's your two hundred yuan back! Give me back my daughter. From now on, my Qiaoqiao has nothing to do with you. Don't even think about exploiting her!"
Peng Cuiying was furious.
But before she could unleash her full fighting potential, Jiang Jiahua, who was standing next to her, seemed to understand something.
She grabbed Peng Cuiying's arm. "When we brought Qiaoqiao back, I told you to give the Yang family two hundred yuan. What did you say to them?"
Peng Cuiying lowered her head, not daring to look into Jiang Jiahua's angry eyes.
Her appearance alone was enough to prove that Lin Xiaohui was telling the truth.
Jiang Jiahua was so angry that he said repeatedly, "Fine, fine, fine! I knew it! After Qiaoqiao came back with us, she never went back to the Yang family. I even believed your nonsense and thought that Qiaoqiao was an ungrateful wretch, which is why I agreed to let the Qin family marry her off. It turns out that this was all your trick!"
"Peng Cuiying, we've spent half our lives together, and I never imagined you were such a vicious person, even harming your own daughter. Let's get a divorce!"
When Jiang Jiahua uttered the last two words, Peng Cuiying immediately panicked and grabbed Jiang Jiahua, trying to explain.
But Jiang Jiahua shoved him away, and he fell to the ground.
Jiang Jiahua looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao. Although he already knew the reason why he hadn't returned to the Yang family for the past two years, it wasn't because Jiang Qiaoqiao was an ungrateful wretch as Peng Cuiying had said. But as a leader and a father, even if he knew he was wrong, he would never apologize to his daughter.
He frowned slightly as he looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao. "Qiaoqiao, your mother hid some things from me before, which made me think you were of bad character. So we thought about marrying you back to the countryside to temper your character. This decision of ours was somewhat inappropriate."
"But you can't blame us entirely for this. If you talked to us more and communicated more, we could better understand your personality and make a better decision for you, right? Fortunately, you haven't married into the Qin family yet, and things are already settled. Don't hold it against your mother; after all, she is the mother who gave you life!"
Jiang Jiahua still spoke in a condescending and official tone, which made Jiang Qiaoqiao want to laugh.
They caused her a lifetime of suffering in her past life, and in this life they keep smearing her with blame. Now, they want to just dismiss it all with a misunderstanding, a call from her own mother, and even blame her for not communicating with them.
Jiang Qiaoqiao glanced at Peng Cuiying and said coldly, "Since everyone says I'm an ingrate, then I won't bear this infamy for nothing. Let me make this clear today: I owe your Jiang family nothing, and I won't do anything for you."
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