A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

Li Meiqian's eyes instantly reddened.

In less than a second, tears welled up in her reddened eyes.

Jian Qingyi raised an eyebrow and looked on, secretly clicking her tongue in her heart.

With that skill level, if you were born decades later, you could make a fortune just by crying at a funeral home.

"Cry, cry, all you do is cry! That man in front of me died because of your crying, and you're still crying? Don't you feel bad for your luck?" Mao Chunqiao couldn't stand seeing women crying, especially when she was angry.

"mother……"

Jian Zhongliang had just opened his mouth when Mao Chunqiao angrily interrupted him.

"What mother? Do you even know I'm your mother? I told you from the beginning not to marry such a jinx, not to marry such a jinx, but you insisted. Look at yourself, not only did you bring a burden here to eat and drink for free, but you also cry all the time."

"It was my fault for returning Wang Jiawang. If it weren't for this jinx's sister bringing Wang Jiawang here, would this mess have happened?"

At this point, Mao Chunqiao seemed to have thought of something. She angrily pointed at Li Meiqian and said, "You jinx, you're so cunning! You got that brat out of here, and now you're the one ruling the house."

"You're quite the schemer!"

"I was wondering before, how could that brat, who never leaves the house except to go to and from school, have run into Wang Jiawang, that butcher? Turns out you were the one pulling the strings behind the scenes."

The more Mao Chunqiao thought about it, the more she felt that this was exactly the case.

Jian Zhongliang sobered up completely.

He looked at Li Meiqian with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Li Meiqian wiped away her tears and dared not cry anymore. "Mother, I didn't. I've always treated Yiyi like my own daughter. How could I possibly harm her?"

"Treat her like a biological daughter?" Mao Chunqiao sneered. "You can only fool that idiot Jian Zhongliang with that kind of talk."

“Mother…” Jian Zhongliang looked helpless.

"You'd better be more careful! Don't get sold out and then count the money for them," Mao Chunqiao said with exasperation.

"Mother, what are you saying?" Jian Zhongliang frowned.

"I'm telling you, you're an idiot. You should have listened to me and married a virgin. Now your son is in elementary school, and you've married this jinx and are raising someone else's child. If you're not an idiot, who is?"

After finishing her tirade, Mao Chunqiao still seemed unsatisfied and turned to glare at Li Meiqian and her daughter Jian Xiaojing, who were standing next to her.

That look was utterly repulsive.

Jian Qingyi pursed her lips, almost unable to suppress her laughter.

Looks like quite a few people drank fake alcohol tonight!

Out of the corner of her eye, Mao Chunqiao caught sight of Jian Qingyi and immediately started cursing, "And you, you brat, you're an ingrate too..."

Jian Qingyi: "..."

Nima!

She was just standing there watching the show; what did she do to deserve this?!

“Mother, Father will soak his feet tonight…” Jian Zhongliang reminded him.

Soaking his feet is a small habit that Jian Dashan has maintained for decades, and it is also a routine he always goes through before going to bed.

Serving Jian Dashan a foot bath is one of Mao Chunqiao’s daily tasks.

Knowing that her son wanted to get rid of her, Mao Chunqiao glared at Jian Zhongliang and stormed off.

"Yiyi, that's just how your grandma is. Don't be like her," Jian Zhongliang said softly, turning to look at Jian Qingyi, whose face remained expressionless.

Jian Qingyi nodded indifferently.

What's there to argue about between an invincible young beauty like her and an old woman who's practically buried in the ground?

As long as she doesn't cause trouble for her, she definitely won't go in her way.

"Go to sleep! You have to register at school tomorrow!" Jian Zhongliang forced a smile.

On one side is her mother, on the other is her daughter...

Dilemma.

Jian Qingyi responded softly, then turned and went back into the house.

Whether the original owner's scumbag father had drunk fake alcohol or genuinely had a change of heart, this home was not a place to stay for long.

"Whoa, whoa..."

Suddenly, Li Meiqian's soft, melodious sobs could be heard from outside the door.

Then came Jian Zhongliang's gentle coaxing.

Jian Qingyi took out her earplugs from the villa on the island, put them on, and had a good night's sleep.

next day

Compared to Jian Qingyi's healthy complexion, the shadows around the eyes of Jian Zhongliang, Li Meiqian, and Jian Xiaojing are almost as bad as those of giant pandas.

Especially Li Meiqian, who cried for most of the night, her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Where is the elegance and refinement of yesterday?

Heaven knows how much self-control Jian Qingyi used to swallow the porridge in her mouth, preventing the laughter that was about to burst out.

Suddenly, a peeled hard-boiled egg rolled into her rice bowl.

Jian Qingyi looked up in surprise.

"Eat quickly, then go to school to register," Jian Zhongliang said somewhat awkwardly.

Jian Qingyi chuckled inwardly.

The baby died, and now you're here to nurse.

If it weren't for his scumbag father's inaction, would the original owner have gone to the river where her mother tried to commit suicide to seek comfort?

If you don't seek comfort by the river, will you become disoriented and accidentally fall into the water?

At the age of blossoming flowers...

That's it.

"What are you daydreaming about! Hurry up and eat." Seeing his little girl staring straight at him, Jian Zhongliang became even more uncomfortable.

Jian Qingyi picked up the egg, intending to throw it back to him, but then she caught a glimpse of the two gloomy faces opposite her, and immediately turned her chopsticks around.

"Ah-woo" takes a bite.

"Delicious!" she exclaimed, smacking her lips as she ate.

"If you like it, I'll have your Aunt Li cook one for you every morning from now on," Jian Zhongliang said hastily, seeing that his daughter was still angry with him about Wang Jiawang.

Jian Qingyi glanced at the two faces opposite her, which had darkened even more, and nodded happily.

She has no other hobbies but to go against her third sister and that scumbag.

In her past life, whenever she saw a streamer who was fighting the third sister and the scumbag, she would spend several carnivals watching it.

Jian Qingyi smiled and placed a piece of stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar into Jian Zhongliang's bowl. "Dad, eat more!"

[I'd rather be stuffed to death!] she added to herself.

"Yes!" Jian Zhongliang nodded hurriedly.

This display of filial piety between father and son stirred the blood of the mother and daughter opposite them.

"Yi Yi, it would have been so much better if you had done this sooner!" Li Meiqian said softly, a smile playing on her lips.

As she spoke, she thoughtfully placed a piece of stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar into Jian Zhongliang's bowl.

"You mustn't do anything foolish again. You have no idea what your father thought when he heard you jumped into the river..."

“It’s all in the past!” Jian Zhongliang interrupted her in a deep voice.

At the same time, he nervously looked at Jian Qingyi beside him, and only breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw that she looked normal.

"Yiyi, eat quickly, and Daddy will take you to buy a new schoolbag after you finish eating."

“Hmm!” Jian Qingyi gave the mother and daughter opposite her a provocative look.

Whether the schoolbag was new or not, Jian Qingyi didn't care.

However, as long as it makes her third sister and her daughter uncomfortable, she will feel at ease.

Back then, if she hadn't asked the original owner's scumbag father to change light bulbs today, fix water pipes tomorrow, and tighten screws the day after...

Would the original owner's mother jump into the river in a fit of anger?