Chapter 1707
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Qiao Yiyi watched as Liang Liang walked out of the room. Then she went back to her bedroom and lay on the bed to rest.
The excessive blood loss on her shoulder still made her a little weak.
She had to recuperate in three to four days. After all, she had to steal the thousand-year-old ginseng on the fifth day.
Thinking of this, she rested her head on her arm and stared at the ceiling.
After a long time, he finally fell asleep.
When she woke up again, she was woken up by the noise downstairs.
She was stunned for a moment before she heard the housekeeper calling her from the door, "Madam, Madam?"
Qiao Yiyi paused and asked, "What's wrong?"
The butler said, "Your father and brother are here. They are in the living room."
Qiao Yiyi: …
Qiao Yiyi nodded and said, "Ok, I understand."
He got up helplessly and went downstairs.
She walked into the living room and saw Dad Qiao and Qiao Gang sitting on the sofa. When Dad Qiao saw Qiao Yiyi, he immediately stood up and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Lu isn't home, is he?"
She nodded and asked, "What's the matter?"
Dad Qiao sighed and said, "Sigh, the betrothal gift for your brother's marriage to the third daughter of the Li family is still lacking, so I wanted to ask you to help out."
A betrothal gift of ten million was still lacking?
Qiao Yiyi asked, "How much do you need?"
"Yes, I'm short of 8 million."
Qiao Yiyi: …
So, it was lacking a little?
She looked down and sighed. "So much money. “
Dad Qiao nodded and said, "That's right. We only got that much money from selling our house. But we can't just stay here, can we? So, Yiyi, you've been living with Mr. Lu for so long. Do you think you can help me pay for this? Mr. Lu must have given you a lot of money, right? “
As soon as he said this, he looked up and saw that Qiao Yiyi had tears in her eyes. He jumped in fright and asked, "What's the matter?"
Qiao Yiyi sobbed and said, "Dad, before we got married, you said that Mr. Lu was a rare kind person, but you didn't know that Mr. Lu hated me. I- I have no money, Mr. Lu has never given me a single cent."
With that, Qiao Gang shot to his feet. "What nonsense are you talking about? As Mrs. Lu, any piece of jewelry you have is worth millions. What's wrong with giving me eight million? Are you disregarding me now that you're married?! Tell me, is it because you don't want to give it to me? "
Qiao Yiyi: …
Qiao Yiyi was speechless.
First of all, Lu Nanze had never given her any money. Secondly, it was true that she had money, but why should her money be used to marry Qiao Gang?!
Were the Qiao father and son out of their minds?
She couldn't help but roll her eyes at Qiao Gang.
Unfortunately, this supercilious look was seen by Qiao Gang. He immediately became angry and stood up. "What are you looking at me like? What kind of expression was that? Qiao Yiyi, let me tell you, don't think that you can look down on me just because you've climbed up the social ladder! "
As he spoke, he took a step forward. In his agitation, he reached out and placed his hand on Qiao Yiyi's injured shoulder.
Qiao Gang used too much force, causing the wound to burst open!
Qiao Yiyi felt a wave of pain and turned pale at once.
When she turned her head, she could already see that the gauze on her shoulder was wet and her clothes were starting to turn red.
Qiao Yiyi's pupils shrank back as she sprang to her feet.
At this point, Lu Nanze's voice came from the doorway, "What are you all doing?!"
Everyone turned their heads simultaneously. Lu Nanze looked in and fixed his gaze on Qiao Yiyi's shoulder.
PS: I've finished updating. See you tomorrow! Try to update earlier tomorrow. Sigh. There have been so many things going on lately. I won't explain further, all I can say is that I'll try my best.
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