Yanshi, Qiao's house.

"Mom, marry me off. I've eaten at the Qiao family's table for so many years, it's time to repay them. As for my older sister... she may be silly, but she is truly the real Qiao family child."

Just as Qiao Si's voice fell, Wei Shuxian swept him into her arms.

"Silly child! What are you saying? Although I also hate to see your sister go, under her circumstances, marrying into the Fu family means she'll at least be able to live a life of comfort and ease for the rest of her days. It's a good thing for her."

After that, she impatiently kicked the girl who was constantly picking at her rice.

“Waaa, it hurts,” Qiao Simu pouted his lips, his eyes turning red, he cried pitifully, with a bit of vegetable juice and rice grains still on the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk."

A chorus of disapproval arose immediately.

"Look at her like this, staying at the Qiao family is useless, it's better to send her to the Fu family, that way the company can catch its breath!" Qiao Yangong's tone was full of impatience and annoyance.

Joseph looked vacant, as if in a daze. But inwardly, he was crystal clear, a barely perceptible smirk playing at the corner of his lips laced with sarcasm.

Three months ago, she was taken from a small village to the Qiao family and only then did she learn that her biological parents were someone else.

Only after she returned did I realize that bringing her back wasn't to make up for the missing maternal love from her parents, but to have her take the place of the person who had usurped another's rightful position!

"I knew you were only good for eating! Fine, let's just get married tomorrow! We don't want to be embarrassed by having you here!" Finally, Joe Father, Qiao Yang Hong, made the final decision.

With the utterance of those words, any last shred of hope that Joshua had for his family vanished.

On the day Fu's family came to pick up people, Wei Shuxian prepared a long hemp dress for Qiao Simu.

Unless she remained silent, she appeared particularly gentle and beautiful.

Joe Yang-Hong was very satisfied with the makeup, but he also warned Qiao Si-Mu:

After you get to the Fu family, speak less. Let Zhang Ma handle everything whenever possible. If you say something wrong, I'll send you back and have you stay in that dilapidated, filthy mountain village forever!

"No, don't talk, be good, good girl, hiccup." Qiao Simu pretended to be scared and hid behind Wei Shuxian, even hiccupping a few times, which made Qiao Yangong's disapproval even greater.

The Fu family is a century-old prominent family with a deep foundation.

When the Fu family saw Qiao Simu appear, they were all amazed.

His well-behaved appearance easily won over everyone's favor, and Master Fu was especially delighted:

"Joe, you've really got a good heart. You must be Xiao Mu, right? Come on, let me take you to see Ah Chen."

Josiah nodded obediently and followed Old Master Fu upstairs.

Passing through the long corridor, they entered Fu Zhuocheng's room.

The room was filled only with a faint scent of disinfectant and the cold hum of testing equipment.

"Wow, this brother is so handsome!" Josie suddenly spoke up.

When Zhang Ma heard these silly words, she immediately grabbed her hand and whispered quickly,

If you want a lollipop, don't talk.

Joseph hurriedly covered his mouth, but his eyes widened in surprise.

Master Fu was taken aback. This girl looked like...