"I've already accepted the dowry. If you don't marry, you have to marry me! I'm your father, you must listen to me! We brought you back from the countryside. What do you think it's for?"
"Xiao Ning, listen to Aunty. Although the eldest of the Qin family has become a vegetable, the Qin family is the richest man in Haicheng. If you marry me, I will definitely not treat you badly."
The girl sat quietly on the sofa, her temperament restrained and silent. When she heard the two of them, she slowly raised her eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man and woman standing in front of her. "You're so rich, why don't you let your daughter marry him?"
Mo Qinya's face stiffened.
Jiang Youning sneered: "Let me marry a living dead for me. You guys are happy with the sky-high betrothal gift. Your abacus is pretty good."
Qin Beiye, the eldest son of the Qin family, the richest man in Haicheng, suffered an accident a month ago and became a vegetable.
Old Mr. Qin didn't know who he had listened to, but he actually believed Chongxi's method and had to have the Jiang family daughter.
Jiang Minghai and Mo Qinya naturally couldn't bear to marry their only precious daughter, Qin Youyou, to a vegetative person, so they brought back Jiang Youning from the countryside.
When his biological daughter said that, Jiang Minghai couldn't bear it. He patted the coffee table vigorously: "What are you, dare to talk to you like this, can you compare to your sister? Your sister is dignified and generous, The sons and daughters of a wealthy family are begging for marriage, but you have no skills since you were young, but you grew up in the country."
The mockery in Jiang Youning's eyes was even deeper. Now that she knew that she was his daughter?
When her mother died, he remarried and sent her to the country. How could he have raised her?
Hearing her sneer, Jiang Minghai couldn't help it. He was so angry that he picked up the ashtray and smashed it at her!
"Bastard!"
Jiang Youning's expression did not change, she slightly turned her head and avoided it.
Mo Qinya was a little anxious when she saw that Jiang Youning was not invading. The Qin family's wedding car was already waiting outside. She did not want to marry, so she could only be her precious daughter.
Jiang Youning, this little slut, grew up in the country and was unruly, but she had a way to deal with her.
"Ning Ning, your father is also doing your best, so don't make him angry." Mo Qinya walked over to Jiang Youning, and I gave you the relic When she met the girl's dark and cold pupils, her heart tightened, but she still smiled and said, "By the way, didn't you always want your mother's relic?"
These words were spoken in a low voice.
When she mentioned her mother's relics, Jiang Youning paused for a moment, but Mo Qinya also noticed. Okay?"
"Otherwise..." She smiled. "You can only burn all your short-lived things."
Jiang Youning suddenly stood up, the cold air engulfing her whole body!
"How dare you!"
Mo Qinya was a little afraid of her like this, but she did not show it on her face. She forced a smile: "That's why you have to be obedient."
Jiang Youning was silent for two seconds. Her dark eyes flashed across her gorgeous face. Her tone was as gloomy as ice: "Mo Qinya, you'd better keep your words."
Mo Qinya smiled proudly and asked the servant to bring her back to her room to change. There was nothing in Jiang Youning's room. She walked to the head of the bed and picked up a picture under the pillow.
The woman held the baby in her arms. She smiled and tilted her head slightly.
Jiang Youning took a deep breath and put the photo in the phone case.
"Mom, I'm back with the Jiang family. Don't worry, there's not much to get back."
What the Jiang family owed her and what she owed her mother, she would still let them pay them back.
The Qin family was just her springboard.
And Qin Beiye...
That smelly man.