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The room was too quiet, and the breaths of both sides were exchanging unrestrainedly. Because Wen Tingli was standing facing the window, she could clearly see Qiao Xingchu's face reflected in the glass. He looked a little embarrassed and a little annoyed.

"Tingli!"

Wen Tingli refused to turn around. Having said that, there was no need to continue the conversation.

Qiao Xingchu raised his hand to touch Wen Tingli, but his pride forced him to withdraw his hand. He looked at her sadly: "Do you have to misinterpret my meaning like this?"

Wen Tingli remained silent. No matter how Qiao Xingchu tried to conceal her intentions, in the end both she and Bai Liyun would be hurt.

At this moment, her heart was filled with disappointment.

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted, Qiao Xingchu smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Okay, I won't force you."

He turned around and walked out in angrily, taking big steps.

Wen Tingli heard him going downstairs and never looked back until the voice completely disappeared. Then she threw herself on the bed and buried her head in the quilt. Strangely, her eyes were dry and she didn't even have the urge to cry.

After a while, there were footsteps on the stairs. Wen Desheng came upstairs in a hurry. After entering the room, he saw his daughter's depressed look and sat down on the stool beside him: "Do you regret it?"

It was obvious that he had been eavesdropping on the conversation between his daughter and Qiao Xingchu downstairs, and he had no intention of hiding this from his daughter.

Wen Tingli turned around and glared at her father angrily.

Wen Desheng clapped his hands to himself, "It's good that you don't regret it! Dad was really afraid that you would agree to him in a moment of confusion. What can I say about Qiao Xingchu? The Qiao family is so powerful, and the Bai family must be no pushovers. Once the marriage is done, how can you divorce? If you really agree to wait for him, it will only be wasted year after year. In the end, the best ending is to become Qiao Xingchu's concubine, and your life will be over! It's better to break up early. There is a saying, 'Time reveals a person's true heart'. People are good in daily life, but you can see what a person is like when they encounter problems. Good child, don't be discouraged. With your good looks, are you still worried that you won't meet a good man in the future?

Wen Tingli felt annoyed when she heard this. Even at this point, she was still talking about "men" and "men's".

"Get out! Can you leave me alone for a while?"

Wen Desheng had a lot to say, so he just waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll go back to my room first. Dad didn't sleep all night last night either, so don't oversleep. Dad only gave you one morning off."

As soon as Wen Desheng left, Wen Tingli opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. What made her most sad at the moment was not the breakup with Qiao Xingchu, but the worry about her future.

At the beginning, her mother spent most of the family savings to send her to Xiude Girls' Middle School, simply because she heard that the students there were all daughters of high-ranking officials. In her mother's limited knowledge, marrying a wealthy man with good character is the best way out for a woman in today's society, and studying at Xiude means that her daughter has the opportunity to meet boys from good families.

In fact, there are many couples like her father and mother in the alley where Wen Tingli lives. They are trapped in this narrow world and quarrel over trivial matters every day. Living in such an environment since childhood, Wen Tingli has long understood what "poor couples are sad about everything" means.

So after entering school, she did not focus on her studies, but instead put more effort into developing her talents and making friends with classmates from well-off families.

Her efforts were not in vain. She got to know the rich young man Qiao Xingchu as she wished, but what about that? The wealthy families had their own plans. Even if her mother had never been a prostitute, they would never agree to let her in.

The more Wen Tingli thought about it, the clearer she became. She simply got out of bed and started rummaging through her schoolbag.

She was about to graduate in August. If she did not continue her studies at university, with her education level she could only find a job as a typist in a foreign company, with a monthly salary of only a few dollars, which would be difficult to support herself. If she wanted to find a good job in society, she had to at least get into university first.

I just regret that she didn't put enough effort into her studies in the past, especially after she met Qiao Xingchu, she became even more confident. Now thinking about it, it was really a big joke! She was so stupid that she pinned her future on another person.

After flipping through the newspaper for a long time, I finally found the admission brochures of major universities in Shanghai this year. I sighed as soon as I saw them. The admission requirements of all the famous schools are very strict.

At noon, Xiao Taozi came back to see her sister. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Wen Tingli sitting at the desk, concentrating on studying. Xiao Taozi exclaimed in surprise. She ran in and stood on tiptoe to look left and right at the desk. When she saw that it was indeed a book, she couldn't help but exclaim again.

Wen Tingli couldn't help but burst out laughing. Mrs. Zhou was also standing at the door, exclaiming in amazement: "Miss, the sun rose from the west today?"

Wen Tingli held Xiao Taozi on her knees and said unhappily, "Why, can't I study hard once in a while?"

Xiao Taozi sat in Wen Tingli's arms for a while, but soon became restless. She kept tapping on the textbook and holding Wen Tingli's hand.

Wen Tingli ignored them all and just frowned as she worked hard. Suddenly, she heard a quarrel coming from downstairs. It was Wen Desheng's voice, and it was quite fierce.

Wen Tingli thought, my father had been sleeping upstairs this morning, who could he quarrel with now? Could it be Qiu Dapeng? She hurriedly asked Mrs. Zhou to take Xiao Taozi back to the house, and she ran downstairs angrily. Who knew that it was not Qiu and his son who came, but the landlord Liu Liangcai.

A cup of tea was still steaming on the table as Liu Liangcai sat cross-legged on a chair in front of the counter.

My father seemed to be greatly shocked: "Boss Liu, I rented this house to open a suit shop. It is clearly written in black and white on the contract. How can you just say you don't want to rent it? There are so many things in the shop. Where do you want us to move to overnight?"

"Don't be impatient, Brother Wen." Liu Liangcai drank his tea slowly.

Wen Tingli came forward and asked with a smile: "Why, Uncle Liu doesn't want to rent our house?"

"Hey, Tingli didn't go to school this morning?" Liu Liangcai smiled. "Uncle Liu can't do anything about it. If you want to blame someone, blame my wife's brother. He suddenly quit his job in his hometown and came to us with his wife and children. Now they are crowded in our house. My wife wants to take back the house here and let them live in it, and let her brother do some small business. I would never agree to it, but my wife quarrels with me every day."

However, the lease period stated in the contract is three years, and early termination of the contract will inevitably require a lot of liquidated damages. Liu Liangcai is notoriously stingy. Even if he is really willing to take care of the livelihood of his brother-in-law's family, he will definitely wait until the end of the lease.

Wen Tingli smiled in surprise and said, "The rent for this house is eighty dollars a year, and now the penalty for breach of contract is twenty dollars. Uncle Liu doesn't feel bad about the loss, but I do. You are also an old acquaintance of our family, so everything can be discussed. How about you let us stay until the end of the lease? In this way, you don't have to pay the penalty for breach of contract, and we can slowly look for a suitable new place. You know that the most fearful thing about doing business is moving. If we move suddenly, half of our regular customers will probably run away. If we have time to slowly settle them, it will also let our customers know where our new store is."

Wen Desheng's face relaxed. The smartest decision he and his wife had made in recent years was to send their daughter to school. Even Shitou would have been softened by these words. But Liu Liangcai waved his hand and said, "Who told me to run into such an unlucky brother-in-law? Just accept the loss. So, for the sake of our old acquaintance, I will give you three days. You must move out after three days."

As he spoke, he took out a large bag of foreign dollars from his bosom and said, "I have brought the money for the contract, a total of twenty dollars in cash. Brother Wen, can you count it correctly?"

This situation is extremely strange.

Until Liu Liangcai left, the father and daughter were still looking at each other in surprise.

"Is Boss Liu crazy?" Wen Tingli said suspiciously, "How much money will be lost by this attack?"

Wen Desheng's face darkened: "Don't listen to his nonsense. When has he ever been so generous to his wife's family? Most likely someone has taken a fancy to our shop and is willing to pay a high price to rent it, otherwise he would not admit his loss."

He was upset and put the bag of silver dollars into his pocket: "The penalty fee has been left behind. If you refuse to move, Liu Liangcai might call the police station. You and Xiao Taozi eat first. Dad has to go out and find a new place."

Wen Tingli said to her father's back, "A few days ago, a classmate of ours said that they have a shop for rent. I'll ask her when I get to school this afternoon."

Wen Desheng rubbed his hands outside and smiled, "Great, great, great, my daughter's school is really worth it. She has more connections than her father. You can ask your classmates carefully. As long as it's not too remote, the price can be negotiated."

When Wen Tingli arrived at school in the afternoon, she was surprised to learn that Qiao Baoxin had not come to school all day. Fortunately, Qiao Baoxin was the granddaughter of school director Qiao Peiying, so no one would ask any questions about her absence.

During class, Wen Tingli worked harder than ever before, staring at the teacher with her bright eyes, afraid of missing a word.

After class, I went to look for the classmate who wanted to rent a house last time. The classmate's name was Jiang Xiaoqiu. His family ran a bookstore, but Jiang Xiaoqiu's father had always lived with his concubine in a small mansion outside. All the classmates knew about this.

When Wen Tingli asked this, Jiang Xiaoqiu said happily, "That's great. Our tenant ran away without even telling us in advance. As you know, my dad hasn't been paying much attention to my and my daughter's household expenses recently. My mom was still worried about this yesterday. It would be great if your family could rent the house right away."

Wen Tingli asked hurriedly: "Where is the house?"

After school, the Jiang family's driver drove an old rickshaw to pick up Jiang Xiaoqiu. Jiang Xiaoqiu pulled Wen Tingli into the car. The house was Mrs. Jiang's dowry and was located near Parker Road.

After entering the house, Wen Tingli looked around the building, and everything about it was better than the original house. However, the annual rent was fifty dollars more expensive, which was not cheap at all. She called the store to discuss it, and it happened that Wen Desheng had just returned.

He also looked at a few houses in the afternoon, but they were either not suitable for a suit shop or in a bad location. After hearing his daughter's description, he hurriedly said on the phone: "Dad knows that place. Ask Mrs. Jiang. I have to sign a long-term contract for several years. If I buy it all at once, can the rent be cheaper?"

Jiang Xiaoqiu called Mrs. Jiang, and Mrs. Jiang said on the phone that as long as the Wen family signed a long-term lease, the annual rent could be reduced by ten yuan.

The two girls took a bus back to Desheng Tailor Shop to pay the deposit and draft the contract, but they were surprised to find that Desheng was not in the shop and the door was closed.

Wen Tingli went to the drawer behind the counter and took out fifty dollars and gave them to Jiang Xiaoqiu. Jiang Xiaoqiu sat down to write a receipt and signed it. After the two of them handed it over, the house was officially booked.

Wen Tingli felt relieved and asked Mrs. Zhou to cook a few more dishes. She invited Jiang Xiaoqiu and the Jiang family's driver to have dinner at her home. After the meal, the two chatted for a while and then Jiang Xiaoqiu left.

Another hour passed before Wen Desheng came back.

Wen Tingli was studying behind the counter. She didn't expect to see her father's face look even worse than it did during the day. She thought her father was worried about the house and quickly took out the receipt: "Dad, don't worry. Mrs. Jiang has agreed to rent the house to us."

Wen Desheng forced a smile: "That's good."

But then, he sat aside dejectedly and sighed: "Tingli, Daddy always feels that something is not right about this matter."

It turned out that Wen Desheng found out the whereabouts of the house in the afternoon. He was so happy that he turned around and went to Shunji Fabric Store. He said that his tailor shop was going to move to a new place, and asked Shunji to send all the fabrics that had been ordered earlier to the new store.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen from Shunji suddenly said that the price of cloth would increase. After calculation, the price of each piece of cloth more than tripled. Wen Desheng couldn't help arguing with him. Coincidentally, the owner of another tailor shop brought his employees to pick up the goods, but the price Chen Shun gave them was still the original number. Wen Desheng asked Chen Shun on the spot what he meant, but Chen Shun said that if Wen Desheng continued to purchase cloth from their shop, the price would be the same in the future.

After saying that, he hid himself at the back. No matter how Wen Desheng made a fuss, he refused to show up. Finally, an old friend of Shunji couldn't stand it anymore, so he quietly pulled Wen Desheng aside and asked him if he had offended anyone recently.

Hearing this, Wen Tingli opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Did that guy really say that?"

"If we buy goods according to the new prices given by Chen Shun, it won't be long before our tailor shop loses all its money and closes down. Shunji has always been a very honest business owner. Daddy really can't understand why Boss Chen suddenly makes things difficult for us."

Just then, the Western telephone on the wall suddenly rang. It was Jiang Xiaoqiu calling.

Jiang Xiaoqiu stammered, "I'm sorry, I didn't know until I got home that my mother had rented the house to someone else."

"But my aunt agreed before dinner, and she even agreed to reduce the rent by ten dollars. Everything was going well, how could it suddenly——"

"My mother said that she only treated us as children and didn't take our words seriously at all. Tingli, don't be angry. It was my fault for not thinking things through. I will return the fifty dollars to you tomorrow."

Wen Tingli was about to say something, but a thought flashed through her mind and she swallowed the words back.

"Okay, I get it. No, no, don't say that, it's okay...see you tomorrow then."

She hung up the phone in frustration.

Wen Desheng's face became uglier and uglier: "What do you mean? Mrs. Jiang is also unwilling to rent it?"

Wen Tingli paced back and forth in the room for a few steps, and suddenly said: "These things are too coincidental. Boss Liu wants to take back the house for no reason, and old acquaintance Shunji suddenly wants to raise the rent. Mrs. Jiang clearly agreed on the rent price but suddenly regretted it. Have you really not offended anyone outside recently... Did you forget about it after drinking and causing trouble?"

"Oh my." Wen Desheng stamped his feet and said, "Dad has only drunk alcohol once in the past few months. Besides, Shunji is also an old local fabric shop. If someone really wants to make things difficult for Dad, who can control Shunji?"

Wen Tingli was full of doubts. "How about this? I will go to school tomorrow to test Jiang Xiaoqiu's attitude. If Jiang Xiaoqiu doesn't know the reason, I will go to Jiang's house with her to ask Mrs. Jiang."

"Don't be too impatient. It would be bad if you offend your little classmate." Wen Desheng couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes. "Tomorrow, Daddy will invite the old guy from Shunji to have a drink. He is a veteran of Shunji and may know some inside information. Also, the most important thing right now is to find a suitable house. Daddy will go out and ask a few friends about it. You guys go to bed first."

The next day, as soon as Jiang Xiaoqiu saw Wen Tingli, he took out the fifty dollars from yesterday and returned them to her, saying awkwardly: "We had just finished talking on the phone yesterday, and a friend of my mom came to my house. It just so happened that the friend also wanted to open a store. There was nothing I could do. The friend and my mom have been friends for many years, and my mom really couldn't save face... You want to come to our house after school? I'm afraid it's not convenient these days. My mom had a cold yesterday, and we just asked a doctor to come to our house this morning. Tingli, I'm sorry, I'll invite you to our house another day."

No matter how Wen Tingli tried to get out any useful clues, he couldn't get any useful clues out of her. She ran away after she finished talking and avoided Wen Tingli for the whole day.

At this point, Wen Tingli was almost certain that there were other twists and turns to these things, but she really couldn't figure out who her family had offended recently. The strangest thing was that the person knew everything about her family's recent situation.

Because she was thinking about investigating the matter, she was the first one to leave the school after school. As soon as she went out, she saw a familiar rickshaw. In the rickshaw sat a young man with a slicked-back hair and powdered face. He was wearing a brand new white suit and his hair was combed as black and shiny as his leather shoes.

"Wen Tingli." The young man jumped out of the car.

Wen Tingli looked at Qiu Lingyun with disgust. She hadn't seen this annoying guy for a long time since she had been with Qiao Xingchu. Coincidentally, as soon as she broke up with Qiao Xingchu, Qiu Lingyun showed up again.

It seems that what she and her father guessed was correct. It was Qiu Dapeng who went to tell the secret to Mrs. Qiao last time!

This despicable father and son!
"Hey, isn't this the eldest young master of the Qiu family?" Wen Tingli asked with a pleasant expression, "How is your father these days?"

Qiu Lingyun paused. He had suffered many losses at the hands of Wen Tingli in the past. He knew that she looked innocent, but in fact she was aggressive and capable. It was not a glorious thing for a man to be teased by a girl so many times. He just hated that he couldn't let go of her beautiful face. He had seen many beauties, big and small, but none of them was as bright and lively as Wen Tingli.

He looked at her anxiously: "Is my father good? You can find out if you come to our house. I know you like Feida's ice cream (note). Their store just sent a bucket to your home this afternoon. It's so hot today. If you come to our house, I'll treat you to a full meal."

"Feida's ice cream is nothing. I only like to eat Edel's Sherbet now. It's a pity that the price is too high. Most people can't afford it."

Qiu Lingyun couldn't stand being told that he wasn't rich enough, so he said, "Wait here, I'll buy all the snow dew in their store for you to eat." There happened to be a magnificently decorated Aider's store opposite Xiu De Middle School. Qiu Lingyun parked his rickshaw in a corner and ran across to buy things.

Wen Tingli looked coldly at Qiu Lingyun's back. This man had been pestering her for a long time. Unless she agreed to be his girlfriend, no matter what kind of boyfriend she had in the future, this father and son would inevitably make a fuss about her mother's tragic experience.

Poor mother suffered so much in the past, and after death she was ruined again and again by such a villain. She really couldn't swallow this bitter breath! She raised her foot and kicked the tire of Qiu Lingyun's rickshaw hard, but the tire didn't move at all.

She took out a paper cutter from her schoolbag and thought about where to start. It would be best to puncture all four wheels, so that Qiu Lingyun would not be able to drive his rickshaw to block her.

Seeing that there was no one around, Wen Tingli immediately began to implement her plan. After finally puncturing a tire, a black rickshaw suddenly drove over silently.

Wen Tingli quickly put away the paper cutter and pretended to squat on the ground to tie her shoelaces.

The rickshaw brushed past Wen Tingli and suddenly moved back slowly.

Wen Tingli was already feeling guilty, so she couldn't help but look up. There seemed to be a man sitting in the car. It was late at night, so she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she could feel that he was looking at her.

Then I heard the man in the car say, "Let's go."

He was indeed a young man, and his voice seemed to contain a hint of laughter. It seemed that he had seen through all of Wen Tingli's pranks.

Wen Tingli pretended to be calm and stood up. The car had already driven away. She was wondering where she had heard this voice before, when Qiu Lingyun came back with a lunch box in his hand, looking proud.

"Wen Tingli, tell me honestly whether I've been good to you or not. Just say one word and I'll buy you all the snacks in Shanghai."

Wen Tingli didn't even look at him, turned around and walked across the street.

"Hey, what do you mean?"

Then he said with a smile, "Are you angry because you waited too long? I apologize to you, please don't leave."

Wen Tingli had already run away. Qiu Lingyun wanted to chase her, but he was worried about the ice cream in the lunch box, so he had to jump on the rickshaw first. However, no matter how hard he stepped on the accelerator, the rickshaw would not move. When he got off the rickshaw, he saw that all four tires were flat.

Qiu Lingyun was so angry that he fell backwards: "Wen Tingli, if you have the guts, don't run away!"

Wen Tingli spat in the front: "If you have the guts, don't bother me! Otherwise, there will be something good waiting for you next time."

As she spoke, she had already jumped onto the tram. After grabbing the railing to steady herself, she made faces at Qiu Lingyun outside through the window.

Qiu Lingyun saw this, feeling both hatred and love in his heart. He also wanted to jump on the tram, but he hated that Wen Tingli had planned every step well. Now his rickshaw was still stuck on the side of the road. He could only say angrily: "Don't be ungrateful. I'm here to help you today."

Wen Tingli's heart was moved. Could it be that the series of changes in the family were related to the Qiu family? She pretended to be calm and said, "What can you do for me? You are probably just lying to bluff me."

"Think carefully about what happened to your family recently. I just made up lies to you because I had nothing better to do."

"Since this is our family matter, do you dare to tell my father in person? What kind of man are you if you only know how to pester me?"

"Okay, I'll go to your house tonight - Hey, Wen Tingli, did you hear me? You'd better wait for me at home."

When I got home, Mrs. Zhou was still busy in the kitchen, but Wen Desheng had been back for quite some time.

The store was still closed today. When Wen Tingli came in, Wen Desheng was holding Xiao Taozi and counting on the abacus behind the counter. Seeing her father's worried face, Wen Tingli knew that things had not gone well during the day. When she asked, her father had to pay for the meal in vain, but failed to get any useful clues from Shunji's waiter. She only vaguely knew that the man seemed to be very important, and even Shunji had to give him face.

Not only that, but I also encountered many obstacles in finding a house. Either the rent was extremely high, or the landlord suddenly changed his mind when it came time to pay the deposit. In short, I spent the whole day in vain.

Wen Tingli hurriedly told him what Jiang Xiaoqiu had said in the morning and what happened when she met Qiu Lingyun at the school gate just now.

Wen Desheng was furious when he heard this: "How dare this guy come to you! Are you saying that this matter is related to Qiu Dapeng? No, Qiu Dapeng is richer than me, but after all, he is just a comprador of a small foreign company. How can he have the ability to instruct Shunji?"

Wen Tingli put down her schoolbag in annoyance: "Anyway, they are very shameless. If they really dare to come to my house tonight, I will ask them face to face and we will know."

She carefully recalled the scene when the Qiao family saw Qiu Dapeng that night, and immediately decided to call Qiao Baoxin, hoping that Baoxin might know something. She picked up the phone and hung up again.

Qiao Baoxin must have known that her brother and she had broken up, so she called Qiao Xingchu at this moment to let her know what was going on. She then called the other two good friends who had gone to Qiao's house that night and asked them to ask Qiao Baoxin about what happened that night.

The Qiu father and son arrived earlier than expected. Just after eight o'clock, they brought things to the door, including dozens of boxes of high-quality fabrics and snacks, as well as several sets of newly made yellow jewelry.

It doesn't look like he's here to visit, but rather to propose marriage.

Qiu Dapeng was much fatter than his son. He wore a light grey plaid suit, which was bulging with fat. He also had the same sleek, Western-style slicked back hair as his son. As soon as he entered the door, he smiled and said, "Big Brother."

Wen Desheng looked straight at Qiu Dapeng: "Big brother? I can't bear to be called big brother."

"What are you talking about? I've always considered you my elder brother."

He solemnly had the gift boxes arranged one by one, waved his hand to let the driver go, closed the door himself, turned around and said to his son, "What are you still standing there for? Say hello to Uncle Wen."

Qiu Lingyun smiled and walked forward and bowed: "Hello, Uncle Wen."

Wen Desheng replied with a fake smile, "Noble men should not step on humble ground. It has been a long time since I have seen you. What is going on? Have you finally found your conscience and are ready to teach your son what 'carrying a thorn stick to ask for forgiveness' means?"

The fat on Qiu Dapeng's face trembled: "Brother, why don't I understand what you are saying?"

Wen Desheng stood up in anger: "You dare not admit it? Master Qiao came here yesterday, and he said with his own mouth that you told his mother everything about Ah Rou!"

This was just a lie to trick Qiu Dapeng. Although Qiu Dapeng half believed it, he couldn't really drag Qiao Xingchu to testify for him, so he sighed and said, "Brother, you and I have known each other for many years. Don't you know me? How could I take the initiative to talk about what happened back then? If Mrs. Qiao hadn't forced me to ask about it that day, I wouldn't have accidentally let it slip."

"Mrs. Qiao took the initiative to inquire?"

"That's right." Qiu Dapeng looked like he had suffered a great deal of injustice. "She heard that her son was dating Tingli, and had been secretly investigating Tingli for a long time. It just so happened that the owner of our foreign company was also related to the Qiao family, and Mrs. Qiao also heard that our two families have always been on good terms, so she specially sent me an invitation to the Qiao family. I didn't know the truth, and when I heard Mrs. Qiao mention 'Arou' on her own initiative, I mistakenly thought that she had already known the details of the Wen family, and I was fooled into it."

Wen Tingli was furious when she heard this upstairs, and rushed down and said, "You're lying!"

"I have just asked Qiao Baoxin, and she said that the Qiao family has never sent out invitations to anyone from the Qiu family. It was you who insisted on your employer taking you to the Qiao family like a toad. That night, more than one person saw you take the initiative to go to Mrs. Qiao to show your courtesy, including me."

"Are you done talking?" Wen Desheng picked up a wooden stick hidden behind his chair and rushed forward. "Qiu, you actually harmed Tingli like this! How did Arou and I treat you back then? Do you have a conscience?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qiu Dapeng hurriedly rolled down from the chair. Qiu Lingyun rushed over and hugged Wen Desheng: "Uncle Wen, let's talk it over nicely... You don't know how powerful the wives of the Qiao family are. Even if my father doesn't say it, they will find out sooner or later."

"She investigates her own affairs. Your father betraying his brother and sister-in-law is another matter! Let go, or I'll beat you up too!"

Qiu Dapeng had already run away, holding onto the door frame and said, "Brother, do you really have to make this known to everyone? Tingli hasn't married yet. If people knew that her mother had been a prostitute, I'm afraid in the future..."

Wen Tingli held onto her father's arm and sneered at Qiu Dapeng, "Go ahead and shout on the street. I want to see whether more people look down on our Wen family or look down on a sinister villain like you!"

Qiu Dapeng's face changed several times, and he said in a kind tone: "You grew up under Uncle Qiu's care, how could we bear to harm you? Uncle Qiu was frightened by Mrs. Qiao that night, and I regretted it afterwards. Don't worry, no one can get a word from me in the future. Besides, the Qiao family is so strong that they are not a good match. It is better for Tingli to get out early than to fall into the fire pit in the future. Big brother, look at how the Qiao family has been making things difficult for you these days, and you will know that what I said is true."

Wen Desheng sneered, "You mean, the Qiao family is behind all this?

"It seems that big brother doesn't know yet. I spent a lot of effort to get a few words from our boss. The Qiao family has been in turmoil. Young Master Qiao refused to marry the eldest daughter of the Bai family and insisted on going to Hong Kong alone. In order to force his son to surrender, Mr. Qiao even used a gun. Now Young Master Qiao is imprisoned in the study and I heard that he can't even leave the door."

Wen Tingli was greatly shocked.

"You've probably all heard that the Qiao family's eldest branch is having a very hard time right now. The Qiao family's eldest master will never allow his son to disobey his father. Whether Young Master Qiao is willing or not, the marriage is settled. Mr. and Mrs. Qiao probably also know that their son has not given up on Tingli, and they are trying every means to force you to leave Shanghai."

The more Wen Desheng listened, the more he was shocked. So that was it! He couldn't rent a house, and couldn't make money from making Western clothes. It wouldn't be long before he couldn't make it in Shanghai.

I thought so in my heart, but I said, "Stop talking nonsense here. Tingli broke up with Qiao Xingchu a long time ago. Why do the Qiao family still have to make things difficult for us?"

"What's the point of breaking up? Can it stop his son from thinking about Tingli? As long as the two of them are in Shanghai, there's no guarantee that something might go wrong someday. Maybe the Qiao family thinks that they can only feel at ease if Tingli leaves Shanghai. Don't you believe it? In a few days, when you are pushed to the limit, the Qiao family will naturally show up, give you some resettlement money, and let you leave Shanghai and live somewhere else."

Wen Desheng rolled up his sleeves and said, "No need to wait for them to come, I will go to the Qiao family and explain it to them face to face!"

Qiu Dapeng stopped Wen Desheng and said, "It's useless. They won't believe your promise. Young Master Qiao is still not giving up on Ting Li. What's the point of the Wen family's unilateral promise? You have no choice but to leave. I just feel sorry for you..."

He looked around and said, "Big brother and sister-in-law have suffered so much to save up this tailor shop. I came here today to tell you a good idea: you can keep the tailor shop, and the Qiao family will never bother you again."

Wen Tingli knew what Qiu Dapeng was up to as soon as she heard it, and pretended to raise her eyes: "Oh? What's a good idea?"

Qiu Lingyun couldn't help but interrupt: "Hey, the best way is to marry me right away."

"Brother." Qiu Dapeng smiled, "Ling Yun is infatuated with Ting Li. Now the two children are grown up. As long as Ting Li marries Ling Yun, Master Qiao will give up and the Qiao family will no longer have anything to worry about. Ting Li, although our Qiu family is not as rich as the Qiao family, we have enough food and drink. Ling Yun said that as long as you are willing to marry her, you can study if you want to, and you can be a wife if you want to stay at home - you see, Uncle Qiu even brought the betrothal gifts."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Desheng swung a stick at him: "Have you had enough of acting, you bastard? Do you really think I can't guess that all those tricks of the Luo family were your ideas? I'm still wondering, even if someone wants to make things difficult for us, how could they find out so quickly that the landlord is Liu Liangcai! How could they find out so quickly that the fabrics in the store are from Shunji - you desperately tried to destroy Tingli and Qiao Xingchu's affairs, half for your son, and the other half because you can't bear to see me live better than you. You're afraid that if we marry into the Qiao family, we'll suppress you in the future. When Arou was alive, I saw that you were narrow-minded, don't hide, you beast, today I must seek justice for Arou and Tingli!"

Qiu Dapeng instantly showed a ferocious look. Without waiting for Wen Desheng to rush behind him, he turned around and started fighting with Wen Desheng.

"Don't be so shameless. How can a prostitute's daughter expect to marry into a good family? It would be fine if my son didn't despise your daughter, but you are making a fuss about it in front of me."

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" Wen Tingli was anxious and angry, "Just wait!"

She hurried out to call for help. They had already informed her father's friends in advance, so that if a fight broke out, several uncles would come to help.

By the time Wen Tingli and her men came over, Qiu Dapeng had already gained the upper hand. He pressed down on Wen Desheng's neck and said smugly, "Back then I couldn't understand why Ah Rou saw you. I didn't expect that now your daughter would look down on my son. Damn it, the mother and daughter think they are a piece of cake."

Several men rushed in and pulled Qiu Dapeng down. Qiu Dapeng didn't expect Wen Desheng to have a helper hidden. While trying to get away, he shouted to his son, "Why are you still standing there? Call the driver and A Biao to help."

Qiu Lingyun quickly brought a few people over. The tall and strong man was holding an iron whip. Qiu Dapeng said proudly: "Wen Desheng, you are so ungrateful. I want to see who will teach whom a lesson tonight!"

At this moment, the phone on the wall suddenly rang. Wen Tingli had no time to answer it. Suddenly she remembered that it might be Qiao Baoxin calling her. She answered it hastily, but she heard a young man's voice on the other end.

"Ask Qiu Dapeng to come over and answer the phone."

He did not ask whether it was the Wen family on the other end of the phone, nor did he ask who answered the phone, as if he was sure that Wen Tingli would hand the phone to Qiu Dapeng, and that Qiu Dapeng would come over to answer the phone.

"Who are you?" Wen Tingli panted and wiped the sweat from her head.

"My last name is Meng. Ask him to come over and answer the phone."

The Qiu family had regained the upper hand. Qiu Dapeng grabbed Wen Desheng by the collar and punched him several times. His punches were ruthless and hit the flesh. After a while, Wen Desheng's head was covered with blood. Wen Tingli was so anxious that she felt dizzy and shouted, "Stop it! Stop it! The phone call is for you."

"Find me?"

"He said his last name was Meng."

Qiu Dapeng's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

Wen Tingli took advantage of his daze and rushed over to push Qiu Dapeng: "Get out of here!"

Qiu Dapeng was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground, causing him to fall. Strangely, he did not get angry, but hurriedly got up from the ground to answer the phone.

As soon as he picked up the phone, his waist bent down as if it was broken: "Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng?"

Next, Qiu Dapeng kept nodding and bowing to the air in front of him, as if the person on the other end of the phone was standing in front of him.

"Yes, yes, yes. All right, I will apologize to Miss Wen and Mr. Wen right now - you are right, I am a worthless person, I will take my people and get out right away."

(End of this chapter)