Chapter 8

"First, I am not your nominal daughter! Second, your nominal daughter is only one month younger than me!"

"You can give such a good arrangement to your daughter. Don't pester me. You want me to be your daughter. Talk about money!"

"The money is enough, so we can talk about everything." Qiao Ruoxuan suddenly showed a bewildered smile, but her eyes darkened a little.

"Before that, I made up for my mother's loss! In other words, you can only choose one of the two options!"

"There is no third choice, otherwise, it will be life and death!" Qiao Ruoxuan said at the end, and suddenly raised the kitchen knife in her hand.

"I can point a knife at you today, and I can do the same in the future! Don't think that you can do whatever you want because you are rich and powerful now!"

"Even if you threaten my mother, frame my uncle, and force them to give up my custody, you must be clear that it is useless to force them."

"Soon you will know that snatching me back is just putting a cancer around me, and I will make you restless!"

The voice fell softly, but the knife in his hand was slowly raised.

In front of Zhang Jiahe, the kitchen knife slashed across the air with a sharp edge.

Zhang Jiahe's heart trembled suddenly, and he stared at Qiao Ruoxuan in disbelief.

This is his daughter, this is the daughter he has never cared about.

"You! You! You are doing well!" Zhang Jiahe stretched out his trembling fingers, gritted his teeth and put down his harsh words.

"You also need to understand that when the Qiao family has no way out, you still have to come back and beg me, my father, to help you!"

"As I said, you can only choose one of the two. If you insist on choosing the third path, you will die!"

"You also have to understand that we are barefoot, and we are not afraid of you wearing shoes!"

Qiao Ruoxuan didn't expect that Zhang Jiahe would dare to threaten her, so her eyes turned red and became fierce.

"Since the negotiation fails, please leave immediately and don't interfere with my cake-cutting."

Qiao Ruoxuan suddenly smiled again, and put away her sharp edge, because she saw the fright in her mother's eyes.

No one knows that she came back from the age of 20, no one knows what they will experience in the future, no one knows that she has died once.

In her previous life, she was able to resolutely die, so how can she be weak and let others bully her now?

She made such a condition in order to delay time, but Zhang Jiahe was unwilling to give money to negotiate a deal, so don't blame her for not giving him a chance.

"I am your father!" Zhang Jiahe declared angrily when he was driven away.

Thinking of what happened today because of this daughter, he was so angry that he took another two steps forward and raised his hand to hit her.

Qiao Ruoxuan's eyes narrowed, then she looked at him coldly, and also raised the kitchen knife in her hand.

Raised palms, raised kitchen knives, the blood-related father and daughter glared at each other like this. Qiao Yuan stepped forward nervously, but dared not speak out, for fear of intensifying the conflict.

The atmosphere in the politeness was dignified.

Everyone's breathing became lighter, as if they were afraid of alarming anything, everyone stared at Qiao Ruoxuan intently.

Suddenly, Zhang Jiahe's arm moved, but it reached into the inner pocket of the suit he was wearing and took out a red envelope.

It turned out to be a big red envelope.

"Xuanxuan, Dad knows that you hate me for abandoning your mother and daughter. I can understand that you won't forgive me."

"Today is your birthday. Dad doesn't know what kind of birthday gift you like, so he prepared this birthday red envelope. You can buy what you like."

The red envelope was prepared in the morning, but when he went upstairs to her room, she had already fled and couldn't even shout.

"Tsk tsk, a birthday red envelope of 1000 yuan."

Qiao Ruoxuan took the red envelope and opened it, and counted the money face to face, ignoring the ugly expressions of the Zhang family.

"I am 16 years old. Since I was born, my grandpa and uncle will prepare gifts for me every birthday. Since you want to be my father, it is a basic courtesy to make up for my previous birthday."

Qiao Ruoxuan put the money in her pocket calmly, and looked at Zhang Jiahe indifferently.

Seeing her asking for past birthday presents, Zhang Jiahe suddenly felt sour.

That's right, he didn't even give him a birthday present, so why should she recognize him as his father?

Thinking of the requests she just made, maybe...

"It's my father's fault." Zhang Jiahe thought about it, and immediately reached out to take out a check.

Qiao Ruoxuan raised her eyebrows, and thought quickly in her heart, how can she deceive him first, but protect herself?
"The 10 yuan here is my father's birthday gift, tuition fees, and living expenses." Zhang Jiahe signed a cash check for 10 yuan to Qiao Ruoxuan.

"Hey, if you don't have a name, you don't have a status. Just sent a daughter for 10 yuan."

Qiao Ruoxuan accepted it unceremoniously, checked the check face to face, and suddenly sighed.

When she saw the amount on the check, she had a new strategy in her mind.

"Mr. Zhang, you can have ten daughters with 100 million yuan, and ten daughters can marry ten wealthy nobles. You earn it."

"Xuanxuan!" Zhang Jiahe's face was so downcast by the sarcasm, he didn't expect to be so disgusted by his daughter after sending so much money.

"Okay, I know my family is poor and can't be compared with the Ye family, so I don't want to fight for this false name."

Qiao Ruoxuan pursed her lips, and suddenly changed her words politely, and handed the kitchen knife to Qiao Yuan.

"Mom, take it back to the kitchen."

Qiao Yuan opened her mouth, looking at her daughter who suddenly became very strong, she suddenly felt pain in her heart.

If she wasn't so useless, if she wasn't so blind, all the bad things now wouldn't have happened.

Qiao Yuan silently took the kitchen knife and walked towards the kitchen. Tears came down in the kitchen.

"Mr. Zhang, you have already given the birthday present, and I have also accepted it." When her mother left, Qiao Ruoxuan immediately put on a serious face.

"If you still want to eat birthday cake, I can cut a piece for you now, but Qiao's place is small, so I won't let you stay."

Seeing Zhang Jiahe turned around with an ugly face and wanted to sit back on the sofa, she suddenly said another sentence.

"Do you know why I escaped from the Zhang family?"

"Why?" Zhang Jiahe turned around in astonishment.

"I've only stayed at your Zhang's house for two and a half days, and someone gave me laxatives. It was a coincidence that the electricity went out when I was taking a shower, and it came back on after I finished washing. What a coincidence."

"So at today's banquet, everyone wants to see my diarrhea and diarrhea. Whose face will I lose? It must not be mine."

"But for the sake of my little life, I can only escape from your house by myself, or I will bury my little life there?"

Qiao Ruoxuan flattered her, anyway, she would not go back to that place, it was too difficult to escape.

But she will not let go of the opportunity to respond to Zhang Jiahe.

"It's unreasonable!" Qiao Zhenliang suddenly got up, pointed at Zhang Jiahe angrily.

"When you picked up Xuanxuan when you were surnamed Zhang, how did you guarantee it! You let Xuanxuan be bullied like this!"

"Zhang Jiahe! You bastard!" Qiao Yuan's angry curse suddenly came from the kitchen door.

(End of this chapter)

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