After the family finished breakfast, Yuan Jiaqi started to get busy. Qiao Mai sat on the door platform and leaned against the door frame to look at him.
"Why aren't you setting up the stall today?" Yuan Jiaqi felt a little guilty from being stared at.
"I'm afraid that your parents will smash my stall. I'd better save my strength. Otherwise, I'm afraid that I won't be able to control my temper and beat them up."
"I'm sorry. I've caused you trouble."
"Big Brother Yuan."
"Hmm?"
"If I attack your parents, will you blame me?"
"No, when I leave the Yuan family, I won't care what you do. I've already repaid the favor of raising them when they tortured me and Chuan 'er's mother."
"Tell me about your family. I'll have an idea after listening to you."
Therefore, Yuan Jiaqi told Qiao Mai about his childhood experiences.
Qiao Mai pursed her lips. "Those who don't know might think that you were picked up."
