Thinking back to the days when she had been treated like a substitute, Su Qiao really wanted Madam Qin to have a taste of that misery too.
Mother Qin still hadn't gotten used to her change. As usual, she arrogantly shouted, "What kind of attitude is that?"
"What kind of attitude?"
Su Qiao crossed her arms over her chest and lifted her fair, delicate chin expressionlessly. "This kind of attitude."
Madam Qin was so enraged that her chest hurt. She pointed at her and shouted furiously:
"Get out! Get out of the Qin family! Our Qin family doesn't need a daughter-in-law like you."
Qin Mohan walked over and carefully protected Su Qiao in his arms. His face was filled with biting Cold Qi as he thundered, "Let's see who dares!"
"You've been living in this house, and you've forgotten who the owner is, haven't you?"
This main residence belonged to Qin Mohan.
After the old master died, the family of three had shamelessly stayed here and refused to move out. Now they even dared to tell his woman to get out?
Had he been too easygoing before?
The moment Qin Mohan said this, the entire hall fell deathly silent.
The faces of the Qin family members looked even more constipated.
Qin Mohan was the Family Head of the Qin family. The old master had personally handed this position down to him.
Most of the Qin family's businesses, including the Qin family's Old Manor, were all in Qin Mohan's hands.
Qin Mohan hadn't returned before only because he was angry that the old master had always protected his second son, so he had refused to come back.
But if they were talking about the true owner, the rightful owner here was indeed Qin Mohan.
Su Qiao somewhat awkwardly pushed away Qin