The two of them had heard from Old Master Qiao that he was the one who took the initiative to leave some things behind for Qiao Jierou's child.
Of course, the two of them had no objections to this matter. Not to mention that the child was innocent, but since the assets belonged to Old Master Qiao, he had the right to distribute them however he wished.
However, Old Master Qiao's corpse had yet to turn cold, and they were casually discussing this matter downstairs. It was disappointing.
Qiao Dongliang walked over and slammed the door shut, shutting out the noise downstairs.
"Dongliang, don't let them affect your mood."
Downstairs, everyone was pretending to be sad, but Qiao Jierou could not even squeeze out tears.
Old Madam Qiao also looked very tired. "Alright, let the child have their share. It's not a big deal. Let's just split it like this."