"Xiao Qiao, some money can be taken, but some money cannot and should not be taken. You've studied for so many years, so you should understand that, right?"
Now she wants to lecture me?
Su Qiao leaned against the car door with her arms crossed, smiling with extreme sarcasm. "Haven't you studied quite a lot too? How come you still don't understand that whether a child is born male or female depends on whether the man is capable?"
"Aren't you an intellectual too? How come you don't even know the common sense that miscarriages are very harmful to a woman's health?"
"I'm genuinely curious. When your daughter was carrying a girl, why didn't you make her abort it?"
"If you'd made her abort it, she would definitely have had a son by now. Would her husband still have divorced her?"
Seeing how unreasonable she was—and how she had even turned around to mock her—Mother Wang's face finally went completely cold.
"Su Qiao, we're talking about money right now. The other matters, especially those concerning our family, are none of your business."
Su Qiao laughed.
People like this were terrifyingly selfish.
They were shameless and cold-blooded, too.
"Heh. I did take the money, and it was quite a substantial amount. But what does that have to do with you?"
"Actually, I should thank you for raising your son so well. He wanted to climb up the social ladder while keeping a backup woman, and he kept hesitating. That gave me the chance to make some 'use' of this useless man. Otherwise, if things had been delayed any longer, I might not have gotten this money."
"If you want to make a scene here, go ahead. I'm not afraid of being embarrassed. As long as you aren't afraid of everyone finding out