Rebirth: Jiaojiao is delicate in public, but ruthless in private.

But before he could finish speaking, Fu Hanchen's deep and powerful voice came down.

Do you take me for a dead man?

Shen Liancheng paused, and his body trembled almost imperceptibly.

Qiao Ruan nodded, looking at Shen Liancheng without changing her expression: "Shen Liancheng, I don't like you. I didn't like you before, and I don't like you now. Qiao Meng is several months pregnant. If you, as her father, are not responsible, you can be arrested in this day and age."

One sentence was enough to intimidate Shen Liancheng, and his face turned very ugly.

He gritted his teeth and said resentfully, "Fine, I won't go then! Who cares!"

After saying that, Shen Liancheng turned and walked in the opposite direction. As he passed Lin Ran and Qiao Meng, he growled and asserted his masculine authority: "None of you are allowed to be my girlfriend!"

These words shocked the villagers. Did Shen Liancheng think this was still ancient times? Could he possibly have three wives and four concubines?

He really thinks he's that good-looking.

The villagers have good judgment. In their opinion, Shen Liancheng is not even as good as one of Qiao Ruan's boyfriend's fingers!

Qiao Meng was indeed wavering. It was because Lin Ran was currently occupying the position that she couldn't put her marriage plans with Shen Liancheng on the agenda. If she went with Shen Liancheng now, wouldn't she have a chance to marry into the Shen family?

Qiao Meng immediately followed Shen Liancheng, her voice affected and pretentious: "Liancheng, I'll go with you. What's so great about a new house? It's not like we can't afford to build one. We'll build a three-story house later!"

Lin Ran watched Shen Liancheng and Qiao Meng's retreating figures, biting her lip so hard it was almost bleeding.

Her hands, hanging by her sides, slowly clenched into fists. She had really had enough of the time she spent in the Shen family. She was unwilling to take care of the whole family!

Since Shen Liancheng is not a good man, then it's better to get rid of him!

Qiao Ruan and Fu Hanchen returned to their new home to receive the furniture that had been transported from the city. Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao were not satisfied and also wanted to come and take a good look at it!

They had lived in the countryside for most of their lives, and thought that they were destined to live in this bungalow for the rest of their lives!

Looking at the two-story house that Fu Hanchen bought, his aunt had been quite envious when the family was building the house. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened after they finished building it, and the whole family had to move to the city.

Who would still want to live in a self-built house in the city?

At that moment, Auntie stood at the door, tears welling up in her eyes and blurring her vision.

She worked hard her whole life, but she couldn't afford a house like this for her son!

But Qiao Ruan got it easily!

Sure enough, if you marry well, you won't have to worry about anything!

The furniture arrived just then, and Fu Hanchen directed them to unload it and begin the initial decorations. Although they were only staying for a few days, Fu Hanchen still wanted Qiao Ruan to be comfortable.

Taking advantage of this moment, the uncle and aunt pulled Qiao Ruan aside, trying to play the victim card!

Auntie held Qiao Ruan's hand, her voice trembling. "Qiao Ruan, your auntie knows you have resentment in your heart, but we have no choice. Your father is always in the team, and your mother passed away early. Your uncle only has your father as his younger brother, so he can't just ignore you, his niece."

“But you know our family’s situation. Your uncle is a farmer who can only grow crops and sell vegetables. In the early years, we didn’t even dare to sell vegetables because there were so many people cracking down on speculation. It was only a few years ago that the economy improved, and your uncle and I were able to set up a stall in town and sell vegetables.”

"I know the family you found is rich, but you still need a family of your own to rely on. He bought you this house, but you probably won't come back to live here much, right?"

Qiao Ruan's expression remained calm as she looked at her aunt. "Aunt, I've paid back everything I owe you. Apart from the 500 yuan I took as a token of my father's compassion, the rest of his money went into your pockets. I know you and Uncle are practical people who are usually frugal. Over the years, you must have saved several thousand yuan just from the money my father sent you every month, right? That's not a small amount in the countryside."