Thankfully, one didn't air dirty linen in public. If people knew that she had such parents, it would be absolutely embarrassing.
Ding Jiayi scratched her head. "The problem is that your father accepted the two hundred thousand yuan but is still giving me this attitude. What does that mean?" If Old Qiao didn't take the two hundred thousand yuan, she wouldn't have felt so terrible now. By accepting the money, didn't that mean he had forgiven her and no longer wanted to argue with her?
"How would I know?!" The more Ding Jiayi said, the angrier Qiao Zijin felt. In her eyes, Ding Jiayi and Qiao Dongliang were birds of the same feather. Their greedy faces were equally ugly. When she refused to fork out money before, her mom even argued with her.
