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

"So you mean to say that asking you this question in a safe context was me making a scene?" Qiao Xiaomai finished listening to his confession, her tone lacking any emotion as she retorted.


Tong Sanlang fell silent for a moment, not directly answering, "I was led around by the nose by the Tianlong Gang for more than a month, and I almost died and never got to see you again. My mood was also very bad during those days."


"So you think that I'm the one making a scene," Qiao Xiaomai stated with certainty.


"It's me who's making a scene," she affirmed.


"Tong Sanlang, you bear the kindness of the Zhang Family, so you repeatedly tolerate their unreasonable behavior. I, Qiao Xiaomai, haven't saved your life, I haven't given birth to you or raised you, I'm not your benefactor, I'm not your benefactor, so I cannot make a scene, is that it?"


Chapter 1212: Feeling the Sense of Crisis_1