"Impossible, my son could never kick me out. Stop spouting nonsense here!"
Dou Yuemei continued to wail, "Haidong, hurry up and help your mother pull the needle out of her neck. It's killing me, come over quickly!"
Qiao Haidong came over and saw a thin, long silver needle in her neck. He was immediately furious, "Qiao Yin, are you crazy? You also need to stick your grandmother? Do you have any humanity left?"
"What do I need humanity for to deal with you guys?"
Qio Yin picked up one of Jiang Huiru's clothes and took a glance, then coldly commented, "A skirt costing over thirty thousand, and there are more than a dozen outfits here. My stepmother is quite rich! You all seem to be living quite well!"
"Where does she get the money for all these expensive dresses? She doesn't work, she has no income. It must be your money, right? You have money like this, yet you keep asking me for money to pay off your debts? Even going so far as to secretly sell my house?"