Old Lady Su had not even had time to curse when her son, Su Youqing—Su Qiao's biological father—spoke up in uncontrollable fury.
"Damn girl! Is that even something a person would say?"
"She's your own grandmother! Speaking to her like that is the height of unfilial behavior. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Su Qiao shot him a sidelong glance, a chill settling over her features. "None of you are afraid of being struck by lightning, so what do I have to fear?"
"As for being filial or not, all these years, it was my Maternal Grandmother and Maternal Grandfather who fed me, clothed me, and supported my education. Even if I'm going to be filial, shouldn't I be filial to them?"
"Hmph, my Maternal Grandmother was right. My mother and I are nothing but servants and hired hands for your whole family—maids who serve you, get beaten and cursed at by you, and are tormented to death."
They worked harder than oxen, ate worse than pigs, went to bed later than dogs, and rose earlier than chickens. That was probably the perfect description of the mother and daughter.
Su Qiao's transformation took everyone by surprise.
Normally, aside from burying herself in hard work, she did not even dare to fart.
Old Lady Su was so furious that she pointed at her, nearly unable to speak.
"You... you money-losing wretch! You and that jinx of a mother of yours, get out of the Old Su Family! The Old Su Family has no ungrateful, heartless wolf like you!"
Hmph, did she think I wanted to stay in the Su family and work like an ox and horse?
Su Qiao sneered inwardly and curved her lips. "Sure."
"But first, you have to pay back the tuition fees my Maternal Grandmother