Just as Qiao Mo was about to set down her chopsticks, her aunt probed, "Xiao Mo, what did Mr. Fu say?"
Qiao Mo's brow furrowed slightly, and she said nothing.
"Did Mr. Fu agree to help your dad get through this? Your dad's time in prison hasn't been easy..." Her so-called mother chimed in.
As soon as someone spoke, several pairs of eyes around the table focused on Qiao Mo, their minds not on the meal in front of them.
Seeing Qiao Mo remain silent, her aunt immediately pressed again, "Yes, have you pleaded with Mr. Fu properly? Xiao Mo, you're so beautiful, surely Mr. Fu won't have the heart to refuse."
"Your dad was framed. Did you explain this clearly to Mr. Fu? Our Qiao family can't be ruined!" Her uncle also spoke up.
Hearing the relentless questioning, Qiao Mo felt extremely annoyed.
With a 'bang——!' sound.
Qiao Mo threw her chopsticks onto the table, her face cold as she looked directly at the others and impatiently said, "Aren't we going to let people eat?"
With that one phrase, not leaving any face, several of the elders' expressions turned a shade darker.
"Mom, look at her! Just look at how she's talking! Doesn't she have any manners at all?" Her aunt immediately spoke out, seeking support.
Qiao Mo had a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth.
Manners?
The manners she referred to must be sending her onto another man's bed!
She clearly remembered that yesterday when she went to see Fu Nancheng, she hadn't touched anything, except for the glass of water Zhao Hongxia handed to her before she met Fu Nancheng.
She naively thought that even if this aunt didn't like her, given the Qiao family's predicament, she would still consider family ties, but she never expected... never expected...
Old Mrs. Qiao coughed, trying to mediate, "Qiao Mo, your aunt is just anxious. After all, you also know that the current situation of the Qiao family is not as it was before. If you can't clear your dad's name, the entire Qiao family will be doomed. Look, so many mouths in this family, what will they live on..."
As she looked at Old Mrs. Qiao speaking earnestly before her, a touch of ridicule flashed in Qiao Mo's eyes.
This aunt of hers was always sharp-tongued, fickle, and filled with malice.
When her father was around, she treated her fairly well on the surface, but ever since her father had trouble, she completely changed her attitude.
But change her attitude as she might, if it weren't for the old lady's tacit approval of her behavior, she certainly wouldn't dare have drugged her!
When it comes down to it, these so-called relatives are even worse than strangers.
"You child, say something, won't you." Even Old Mrs. Qiao was getting impatient and urged gently.
Qiao Yin also chimed in from the side, "Yes, second sister, I heard that Mr. Fu isn't easy to talk to. Did he agree or not?"
Qiao Mo suppressed the impatience in her heart, smiled slightly, and said gently, "Mr. Fu is very nice and easy to talk to."
"Oh, I knew it, as long as Xiao Mo goes into action, nothing can't be done!" Her aunt clapped her hands excitedly, spitting everywhere.
Old Mrs. Qiao's eyes lit up with joy as well but still seemed unsure, looking at Qiao Mo and asking again with concern, "Mr. Fu really agreed to help our Qiao family?"
"Yes, he indeed agreed to help the Qiao family."
"Good, good, good, grandma hasn't loved you in vain." Old Mrs. Qiao praised repeatedly, the wrinkles on her old face deepening with her smile like they were etched with a knife.
The others also showed smiles one after another at this moment, momentarily all immersed in great joy, no one caring what Qiao Mo had gone through last night.