Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qiao Mianmian felt another gush of warmth in her heart.
She could feel herself tearing up as she responded, “Mm!”
She suddenly felt that this “surprise marriage” was bringing her more joy than she imagined.
This “surprise” husband of hers was so much better than she thought too.
Having a husband who helped her unconditionally was pretty nice.
Perhaps, she should start trying to really accept this marriage and to accept him.
…
An hour later, she arrived at the Qiao family villa.
The Qiao family was a pretty wealthy one before things started going down. Qiao Mianmian was living a good life as a Qiao family Miss, at least until the age of 15.
Although they were not doing as well now, they weren’t living a terrible life.
In any case, their situation was still much better than the average household.
The Qiao family currently lived in a villa, owned a luxury car, and had a ton of housemaids. Qiao Ruhai was a very proud man who’d rather be in debt than lower his quality of life.
Qiao Mianmian saw Nanny Chen the moment she got off the cab.
“First Miss, you’re finally here.”
Nanny Chen teared up and grabbed her hand the moment she saw her. “Hurry and come in. Second Miss and Madam Zhen are getting people to shift Madam’s things out. I’m just a housemaid, I can’t stop them.”
“You’re Madam’s biological daughter and the First Miss of the Qiao family. Perhaps they’d listen to you if you stop them.”
Qiao Mianmian smiled sadly upon hearing what she said.
Nanny Chen was too naive.
The current Qiao family had no place for Qiao Mianmian.
As the so-called “First Miss”, she was barely in the capacity to order the housemaids around, not to mention have any impact on Qiao Anxin and her mother.
Now that Qiao Anxin was a popular celebrity and the one bringing in the most income for the Qiao family, even her father had to give in to her.
But there was no way she would allow anyone else to take over her mother’s room.
That was her bottom line.
Qiao Mianmian heard the works going on upstairs the moment she stepped into the living room.
She looked up and saw a group of employees moving a vanity table out of the bedroom.
When she saw that it was her mother’s vanity table, rage surged inside her and she dashed upstairs.
…
One of the housemaids had already informed Qiao Anxin and Lin Huizhen once Qiao Mianmian had stepped into the house.
“That little slut is back?”
Lin Huizhen’s expression darkened when she heard Qiao Mianmian’s name. She said in disgust, “It must be that old hag Nanny Chen who informed her about it. Hmph, she sure moved fast. That slut doesn’t even care about her biological father, and yet she’s caring about her dead mother?”
Qiao Anxin smiled and said tenderly, “She’s already dead, what’s the point.”
Lin Huizhen furrowed her brows. “That bitch must be back to stop us. Her mom has been dead for so many years, what’s the point in keeping this room empty? And her dad actually agreed to that arrangement. He must be out of his mind.”
Qiao Anxin smiled and said coldly but calmly, “In any case, she was his late wife. Perhaps he was being sentimental. Even so, hasn’t he already given us the green light to do something to this room?”
