Qiao Jing felt powerless for a while, and when she was helpless against Qiao Taroxin, she could only stare at her fiercely.

Qiao Yuxin didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went back to the room directly.

At night, when Qiao's father came back, Qiao Taro Xin came out to eat, and the family ate around the dining table, relatively silent.

"Dad, sister, she deliberately left me and my mother in the countryside to kill us."

Qiao Jing suddenly spoke, breaking the silence at the dinner table.

Qiao's father glanced at Qiao Jing, saw her aggrieved and innocent appearance, his heart hurt a little, and he turned his eyes to Qiao Taroxin.

Qiao Yuxin looked indifferent and ate by himself.

"Jing'er, your sister shouldn't have done it on purpose, she told me that you have to recuperate in the countryside."

After all, Qiao Yuxin invested 10 million in relief funds for the company, and Qiao's father's heart was already invisibly biased towards the eldest daughter.

On the contrary, I feel that Qiao Jing, the daughter who only eats and drinks, wastes the family's money and is an eyesore!

Qiao Jing frowned, no wonder her mother called her father, but she was reluctant to send a driver to pick it up, it turned out that Qiao Yuxin cut it first and then played.

Qiao Jing's eyes rolled a few times, since Qiao's father had said this, if she still held on, I am afraid that she would dislike her even more.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to think of something:

"By the way, Dad, Qiao Taro still wants to move the grave!"

Qiao Jing felt that the family was now short of money, and if Qiao's father knew that Qiao Taro Xin spent money to move the grave, he would definitely not agree.

Sure enough, Qiao's father's thick eyebrows furrowed, his eyes looked at Qiao Taro with heavy eyes, and asked suspiciously:

"Xin'er, do you want to move your mother's grave?"

If the company's business is prosperous and there is no shortage of money, he should not stop Qiao Taro from moving his grave, but the company is currently in a bad situation.

Qiao Yuxin raised his eyes, his long and curly eyelashes were upturned, and he looked at Qiao's father with clear glass eyes.

"Yes, my mother's grave has to be moved to the Feng Shui Treasure Tomb, and the feng shui in the countryside is not good."

Qiao's father frowned fiercely, his shrewd eyes flickered, he used to move her mother out of the cemetery, in fact, to pay for the salary of the remaining grave keepers.

Now Qiao Taro wants to move back again?

Wouldn't that cost a lot of money?!

"No, the company's situation is not very good now, and I don't have the money to move your grave."

Qiao's father opened his mouth in a deep voice, and what he said made Qiao Taroxin's heart half cold, and he said that the feng shui in the countryside is not good, if he really loves her mother, Qiao's father is not like this......

"I pay for it myself."

Qiao Yuxin's face was cold, and her beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and the temperature on the dinner table was suddenly a few degrees colder.

Qiao's father was choked by Qiao Yuxin's words, yes, he didn't need him to give money, was he nosy?

Suddenly feeling faceless, he glared at Qiao Jing, who was talkative, angrily.

Today's eldest daughter is no longer someone he can control.

Qiao's mother and Qiao Jing lowered their heads, and their cold eyes flew towards Qiao Taroxin, didn't they just rely on the support of the North family?

"Okay, you can do it yourself, if you have money, you can also help the company."

Father Qiao knocked on the table and spoke shamelessly.

Qiao Yuxin didn't say a word, quickly finished eating, and ran back to the room, the day after tomorrow she officially started school, so she didn't have to live at home, it's good.

But she still had something to do in the evening.

While the others were still downstairs, Qiao Yuxin took two small things and sneaked into Qiao Jing's room.

First, put one on the bathroom window in the room, facing the shower.

Then he went back to Qiao Jing's room and placed a small thing on the top of the bed, thinking it was a fly if he didn't look closely.

Leaving Qiao Jing's room, the corners of Qiao Taroxin's lips hooked up with an evil and lazy smile, which was breathtaking.