Su Yun said, annoyed, "What's that supposed to mean? Just because Xiao Jiao is successful, she has to help him? If he never amounts to anything, what good will he ever be to us!"
Qin Jiao, on the other hand, was much more accepting. She pulled her mom down to sit. "Mom, calm down. Now that you put it that way, I get it. At the end of the day, Grandpa and the others still value Xiao Tao the most. What they say is their business. I only have a sister, no brothers. If I ever run into real trouble, I'll solve it myself."
Her daughter was taking it well, but Su Yun was still fuming. Still, she didn't want to press the issue and upset her daughter further, so she just turned and shot her husband a glare.
Qin Zhonghui looked sheepish and could only turn away to resume packing.
