Qiao Zhixia and Qin Yunlang have been very busy recently. Qiao Zhixia is busy making a series of new decisions after acquiring Huaxi, opening new restaurants in other cities, etc., while Qin Yunlang is going on a business trip to Europe.

When he was about to leave, the two little cubs cried and clung to his thighs and refused to leave.

One wants his father to bring him a gift, and the other wants to go with him to see the castle.

Qin Yunlang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His schedule this time was very tight, so he couldn't bring them with him. So after all his persuasion was in vain, he sneaked out through the back door under the cover of Qiao Zhixia.

Because the two sons spent a long time together, a deep relationship unknowingly developed between father and son.

Sometimes even Qiao Zhixia, her own mother, gets jealous.

After seeing Qin Yunlang off, Qiao Zhixia returned to her apartment in the community which she hadn't been back to for half a month.

As soon as she arrived at the gate, she was enraged by the pile of rotten and rancid garbage in front of her house, and the big words "Kill Your Whole Family" and "Go to Hell" written in red paint on the door.

It goes without saying that this must be revenge from the upstairs neighbor.

The last time Qiao Zhixia called, the upstairs was quiet for a whole day. Qiao Zhixia also didn't come back to live because Qin Yunlang picked her up and dropped her off at the villa at the school gate every day.

This must have made the people upstairs think that she was hiding because she was afraid, so she dared to be so bold.

Qiao Zhixia took out her key and prepared to open the door to make a phone call, but she found that the keyhole was blocked.

"Hey, you're finally back? Your doorstep stinks, hurry up and clean up the garbage! You're so unhygienic." At the top of the stairs, Sister Juan, who was holding the dog, was tilting her head with a look of schadenfreude.

"You did it?" Qiao Zhixia asked.

"You can't slander someone without evidence! I can sue you for defamation. Also, we haven't settled the score for the last time you caused trouble and beat someone up in my house!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the pug in her arms suddenly broke free, ran to the door of Qiao Zhixia's house, and started circling anxiously, as if it was about to poop.

The dog owner not only did not stop it, but also looked like he was enjoying the show.

How could Qiao Zhixia bear this? She grabbed the dog by the neck and threw it towards its owner.

"Ah——" A woman's deafening scream rang out on the stairs.

It turned out that when she was hit by her own dog, fresh dog feces flew into her mouth.

"It's your son's shit, eat more of it while it's still hot!" Qiao Zhixia felt extremely happy looking at her expression as if she was eating shit.

"Ah! So disgusting... You... Don't run, just wait for me..." Sister Juan warned angrily.

As her voice fell, a series of footsteps were heard from upstairs, and soon five or six strong young men came down from upstairs, each of them staring at Qiao Zhixia fiercely with fierce gleams in their eyes.

Obviously, this was specially waiting for her.

"This dead girl is so rude, beat her to death!" Sister Juan cursed angrily.

Several men pushed and squeezed in the narrow corridor toward Qiao Zhixia.

Qiao Zhixia was not afraid when she saw this, she even laughed out loud: "Knowing that I'm such a bad mouth, why haven't I been beaten before? Of course it's because my skills are much more vicious than my mouth."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her sweeping legs and knocked the four men in front of her to the ground.

The two men behind her immediately rushed forward to grab her. She grabbed their outstretched arms and threw them over her shoulders, sending them crashing down into the stairwell.

The four men who were knocked down in front of them climbed up again. In front of them, Qiao Zhixia pulled out a baseball bat from her sleeve. This thing was put away in the space after playing baseball with two kids in Qin Yunlang's villa in front of them.

She moved extremely quickly, with heavy and fierce thrusts. In less than a minute, she hit whatever she pointed at, leaving the four men defenseless and bruised.

These men were all muscular, obviously trained, but they couldn't understand why she looked at Wuzhiji with more energy than them and as agile as a wild cat. They couldn't even touch her and could only passively take the beating.

Finally, after a painful resistance that failed, everyone surrendered.

"Clean up the garbage in front of my door and wipe off the paint. If I see any traces left, I will punish you severely."

Even though the group of people groaned in pain, they still had no choice but to start working.

Sister Juan, who had just wiped the dog shit off her face, saw that the situation was not good and was about to run away, but was stopped by Qiao Zhixia.

"And you, you blocked my keyhole, what's the point? I'm tired of this anti-theft door, you pay for a new one for me, do you hear me?"

After seeing Qiao Zhixia's toughness again, Sister Juan never dared to look down on her again.

Regardless of whether he was convinced or not, he nodded quickly: "Okay."

"I'll be back in a few days. If it's not restored to its original state, I'll turn your mahjong room upside down." Qiao Zhixia turned around and walked away. The two big men beside her quickly moved aside with a smile.

Qiao Zhixia went downstairs and saw a group of neighbors watching the excitement.

Only then did Qiao Zhixia learn some things about Sister Juan from the aunts.

Sister Juan was deceived by a high-ranking official and became his mistress for no apparent reason. When her child was about to be born, she was captured by the official's wife and forced to have an induced abortion, making her unable to have children anymore. Only then did she realize that her husband was actually someone else's husband.

After she had an induced abortion, the senior official took back everything he had given her and never cared about her life or death again.

She had no money, no house, no healthy body, and she had nothing. Yet, she was targeted and oppressed by the wife of an official, who even forbade her from working as a dishwasher in a hotel.

Even though she was a victim from beginning to end, those in power didn't care.

The official's wife wanted to force her to death, and it would be best if she could not live anymore and chose to die.

But Sister Juan is a person who refuses to accept her fate. Even though others want her to die, she insists on living.

When she was desperate, she went to work as a handyman in a mahjong hall and learned how to play mahjong. Perhaps God wanted to help her and gave her unparalleled luck.

In her spare time, she won a house by playing mahjong.

In order to prevent the official's wife from finding her, she simply opened a mahjong room in her own house.

Some people say that Sister Juan is very righteous. Although she may be harsh in words, she has a good heart. Every week she goes to the orphanage near the church to give food and supplies to the orphans.

Most of the money she earned from running the mahjong parlor was spent on those children.

Normally, if any of the old neighbors asked her for help, she would still help even if she cursed at them, so many people were willing to support her.

Some people also advised Qiao Zhixia not to take it to heart, saying that Sister Juan was not a bad person.

After hearing those words, Qiao Zhixia felt complicated. In her eyes, Sister Juan was unreasonable, but in the eyes of others, she was a good and righteous person.

Perhaps the goodness or badness of a person cannot be seen through one or two small things! For example, isn't Su Sang a good example?

A few days later, when Qiao Zhixia returned home again, the front door had been cleaned, the security door had been replaced with a new one, and even the walls had been repainted.

When she went upstairs to get the key to the burglar-proof door, she heard the restrained yet anxious voice of Sister Juan faintly coming from inside.

"Hmm~ It's almost nine o'clock, keep your voice down, we should all be civilized mahjong lovers..."