Chapter 1170

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"now that Mom is going to ridicule her, I think she is just treating her in her own way. in the final analysis, they deserve it."

Xiao Changqian and Mrs. Xiao were so angry by Ma Lan that they almost broke down, but there was nothing they could do about her behavior. They turned away angrily.

Xiao Changqian scolded as he walked: "Damn Ma Lan, let me find a chance in the future. I must kill him!"

Mrs. Xiao said angrily, "Don't talk about her first. Tomorrow, take Qian Hongyan and get rid of that bastard in her belly. This is really a great shame for the Xiao family in a century!"

Xiao Changqian also gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, don't worry, I'll go with her tomorrow!"

back home, Xiao Hailong and Xiao Weiwei both just got up and were in the living room, hungry waiting for Qian Hongyan to cook.

Qian Hongyan had some money left the last time she sold a coffee machine. Today, she intended to ease family relations, so she spent a lot of money on a lot of fresh abalone to prepare an abalone dinner for her family.

this pile of abalone cost thousands of yuan for food alone, and for Qian Hongyan, it was really bleeding.

when Mrs. Xiao saw Qian Hongyan buy abalone, her first thought was that she was very happy. After all, she had something good to eat at noon.

but then the old lady thought of a detail and asked Qian Hongyan, "where did you get the money to buy these abalone"

Qian Hongyan lied: "A friend used to borrow some money when he was playing cards and never paid it back. Isn't that money tight" I asked her to come over. "

Mrs. Xiao nodded gently and said in a cold voice, "transfer all the remaining money from Wechat to my account. From now on, I will manage all the money in this family, including the money invested by General Wu in our Xiao Group. It is entirely up to me to decide. If anyone dares to hide private money behind my back, I'm sorry, please leave this house!"

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Qian Hongyan immediately smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, I'll transfer all the rest of the money to you. I won't keep a penny myself!"

Mrs. Xiao looked at Xiao Changqian and said in a cold voice, "Chang Qian, you hid more than NT $10 million in private money before, but you refused to give it to me, but it all went down the drain in the end, so from now on, if you dare to hide it again, don't blame me as a mother. Do you hear me"

Xiao Changqian nodded and said respectfully, "I know, Mom. Don't worry. I don't dare to hide my personal money any more!"

only then did Mrs. Xiao nod with satisfaction. It seems that the crisis of the Xiao family has helped her consolidate her position as the ruler of the family.

soon, Qian Hongyan brought up a large pile of all kinds of abalone one after another.

for abalone banquet, naturally every dish is abalone.

steamed abalone vermicelli, Braised Abalone, abalone sashimi, abalone soup and so on.

because the ingredients are bought well, every dish tastes very good.

however, at the dinner table, Qian Hongyan herself was a bowl of ordinary Yangchun egg noodles, and she did not eat a mouthful of all kinds of abalone.

Xiao Weiwei was surprised and asked her, "Mom, why don't you eat abalone" After working so hard, why don't you eat a mouthful "

Qian Hongyan can't tell her daughter the truth. She can't eat seafood because she has all kinds of venereal diseases.

so she can only say, "I don't have a good stomach these days. I can't eat seafood."

Xiao Changqian was so excited by Ma Lan that he glared at her angrily and said in a cold voice, "if you still want to eat seafood, you deserve it too!" What is this seafood for To mend that bastard in your belly "> Ten minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz driven by Wei Liang drove into this corner. < br > the moon is dark and the wind is high, and there are no passing vehicles on the road. < br > Jiro Kobayashi's...