The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 885

On the steps, there are also two snakeskin bags, which look like fruits.

The servant stared at his weather-beaten face, and did not hide the disdain in his words, "Where did the beggar come from, and he is related to the Jiang family! Let me tell you, the father of our young mistress is the boss of an overseas listed company, not a boss like you." Farmer, go!"

Qiao Yanjun looked at him in surprise, "Isn't the young lady you are going to marry the big star Qiao Mengxue?"

"Yes!"

"Then I didn't find the wrong person! You let me meet her, and I will leave after a few words with her!"

"What's the matter with you! If you don't leave me, I'm welcome!" The servant rolled up his sleeves, kicked over the bag on the steps, grabbed his collar and pushed him.

In order to see her daughter, Qiao Yanjun specially changed into new clothes. In the eyes of Jiang's family, she still couldn't escape her low-level status.

"Old guy, if you don't leave, I'll beat you!" the servant threatened with his fist.

"Did you tell her who I am just now?" Qiao Yanjun asked unwillingly with trembling fingers.

He was unwilling to accept the fact that his daughter refused to recognize him as an old father.

"Our young mistress said that I don't know you, so I tell you to get out of here, and next time you dare to use her father's guise to make friends and make friends, and I will break your leg!"

The servant pushed him hard, and said mockingly, "I don't even look at my identity, but I'm ashamed to call myself the young mistress' father..."

The fruit rolled out of the bag, Qiao Yanjun bent down, picked up the fruit with a dead bark hand and put it into his pocket, put the bag away without saying a word, wiped his red eyes with his sleeve, and glanced at the brilliant gate of the Jiang family , carrying the bag and walking back.

The back of the vicissitudes of life looks extremely stooped.

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His wife, Chen Huiping, saw him approaching from afar, and asked eagerly, "How is it? Did you give the money to your daughter?"

Qiao Yanjun took out a wad of 2 yuan in cash from his pocket and handed it to her, "No."

"That's right, Mengxue is now a young mistress, so she doesn't like the mere 2 yuan."

Chen Huiping sighed and packed up the money.The 2 yuan is their hard-earned money for a year, and it is specially reserved for their daughter's wedding.

Their family was poor, so they couldn't buy her a dowry. Fortunately, their daughter was up to the challenge, and she became a rich girl...

Suddenly seeing the shoe prints on her husband's trousers, Chen Huiping's face changed slightly, "What's going on? You didn't have them just now, who kicked you?"

Referring to the experience just now, Qiao Yanjun's eyes were red, his face wrinkled with vicissitudes, and he refused to speak.

"Did Mengxue send someone to do it? Did she drive you out?" Chen Huiping asked.

Her own daughter, she knows best, when she went to school to look for her, she refused to admit her as a mother.

Seeing that her honest husband had obviously been wronged, Chen Huiping lowered her face, "This bitch, now that she's rich, she's forgotten her roots! She was born and raised for so many years, and she doesn't even recognize her biological parents!"

"People say that her father is the boss, not an old farmer like me, and wants to break my legs." Qiao Yanjun dejectedly stated the conversation just now.

"Bah!" Chen Huiping was trembling with anger, and wiped her tears, "What an ungrateful white-eyed wolf, a dog is not too poor, and she is even worse than a beast!"

Having such a vanity-loving daughter, why not let the parents feel cold?

Since she has done such a great job, even the parents who gave birth to her and raised her have abandoned her, so she can't even think about getting what she wants.

(End of this chapter)