Take the Rice Bucket Away

"If you have the time to tell me about those aristocratic families in the capital, why don't you tell me what you did to Qiao Mei and whether the matter of Qiao Mei's baby being harmed has anything to do with you." Qiao Qiang snorted coldly and left the room.

He Ning smiled awkwardly in the room. What was done was done. If he had known from the start that Qiao Mei's culinary skills were so good and that she was also very good at growing flowers, he would not have laid his hands on her at all.

Qiao Qiang did not walk far before turning back. He looked at He Ning coldly and said, "Is there anything else you need here now?"

"Nothing! Nothing at all!" He Ning said.

"If there's nothing else, you should go back quickly. It's not good for our family's reputation if you stay here with that 'rice bucket' you brought with you. It won't sound good if word gets out. If there's nothing else, you shouldn't come again," Qiao Qiang said disdainfully.