Qiao Qiqi

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it.
If you've seized what's mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..."
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

The more she spoke, the angrier Zhang Family became, unable to restrain herself, she pushed Tong Sanlang again, stretching out her hand to hit him, raising her foot to kick him—it could be said she was both hitting and cursing.


According to the original plan, she had intended to wait until after the banquet was over, then have Tong Sanlang pay for the cost of the ten-table banquet.


Thirty taels per table, three hundred taels for ten tables—Zhang Family could not take out such a large sum of silver.


When she had initially fixed the banquet, she had already planned that if Tong Sanlang didn't give her money, she would force him to do so in this manner.


Once everyone was full and satisfied, and there was no money to pay the bill, she didn't believe Tong Sanlang could just watch as the people from Jiwei House beat her up.


But she hadn't expected Tong Sanlang to show her such disrespect, coming up and pulling the rug out from under her.


Chapter 867 Today I'll Let You Air Your Grievances_1