Qiao Xu raised an eyebrow, "Cousin, have you forgotten where you are standing?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yingying's face changed, "You..."
"My cousin doesn't respect her own mother, but I still respect my own aunt."
Her chin raised with an air of arrogance, "Did you hear what my grandpa said? We, the daughters of the Qiao Family, never suffer losses. We won't let just anyone come and act brazenly on our turf!"
After helping the old man return to his room, Lu Moqing originally planned to talk with him to soothe his anger, but the old man waved his hand and said:
"Moqing, you don't have to stay here with me. I'm worried about those two girls downstairs facing those shameless father and daughter. You go down and stay with them."
Lu Moqing hesitated for a moment, thinking about his wife's and aunt's temperament, they probably wouldn't suffer. Moreover, this was the Qiao Family home, and that father and daughter really couldn't bully them.
