Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Old Mrs. Qiao's laughter stopped abruptly.

With pupils wide open, he looked at Ai Fei in disbelief and murmured, "You, how do you know that my two grandsons are impotent?"

Ai Fei sneered: "Everyone in the city knows, but you are the only ones who think that others don't know. It's not that there is no retribution, it's just that the time has not come yet. The sins you have committed will eventually be repaid to your descendants!"

Old Mrs. Qiao's eyes flashed with panic, and she screamed, "This is not a sin, this is a curse. The Qiao family has been cursed!

I have no sins. That bitch Hua Changying, who relied on her looks to seduce other people's husbands and become a mistress, deserves to die!"

Ai Fei's eyes were as cold as a sharp blade as she stared at her and said, "You are the real mistress! All those romantic love stories of yours are lies!

Qiao Ying and Hua Changying had known each other since childhood. It was Hua Changying who had always been by Qiao Ying's side and who had funded Qiao Ying's journey to Southeast Asia. When Qiao Ying returned in glory, the only person he wanted to marry was Hua Changying.

It was you, jealous, greedy, shameless, mean, who used all kinds of disgusting means to steal my sister's fiancé!

From the beginning to the end, it's you who deserves to die!"

Ai Fei's every word was heartbreaking.

I just wanted to crush this old woman to death with one hand and send her down to kowtow and apologize to my grandmother!

Old Mrs. Qiao was frightened by Ai Fei's terrifying aura. She stared with wide eyes and was unable to refute for a while. When she came to her senses, she screamed and wanted to stretch out her evil hand towards Ai Fei.

"Qiao Ying is my husband, Hua Changying is the mistress, she's the one who deserves death! Where did you come from, you little bitch? You're talking nonsense! I'm going to rip your mouth off!"

Old Mrs. Qiao screamed and wanted to tear Ai Fei's face off, but she seemed to be under a spell, and her hands were out of control and she couldn't stretch them out no matter what.

Just a face twisted madly.

Ai Fei raised her hand, a cold light flashed between her fingers, and the silver needle pierced directly into the back of her head.

Old Mrs. Qiao closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ai Fei grabbed her and placed her on the couch beside her. She took back the silver needle and waved the medicinal fragrance at her nose. Then she looked at Grandma Ling and said, "Grandma, let's go out first."

Grandma Ling was still in great shock.

Looking at Ai Fei, thousands of words piled up in my heart, but I couldn't ask a single question.

He murmured, "Okay, let's go out first."

The two of them left the storage room and went back upstairs to drink tea as if nothing had happened.

Ai Fei said softly, "Mrs. Qiao will wake up soon, but she won't remember what just happened. When she comes out, grandma, you can ask her why she didn't take out the golden painting.

If she refuses to give it to us, we will leave.”

Grandma Ling suppressed the huge shock and emotions in her heart and nodded slightly.

Sure enough, within a dozen minutes, Old Mrs. Qiao came up from the storage room.

My head was swollen and I had no idea why I fell asleep on the couch in the storage room.

Maybe I’ve been busy lately and I’m too sleepy!

But why would he sleep in the storage room?

Soon, this question was solved by Grandma Ling.

Seeing her, Grandma Ling said coldly, "Where's the Golden Map? Didn't you go get it for me? You went for a long time and came back empty-handed. Qiao Zhen, are you kidding me?"

Old Mrs. Qiao suddenly realized that she was going to get the golden map!

But why would she agree to take the gold map? She couldn't show the gold map to the old woman without signing the contract!

She chuckled softly, "Qiluo, we're old sisters. You know I always keep my word. As long as you sign this contract, I will immediately present the golden map to you!"