Song Shijing reminded her indifferently. "Old Madam Qiao, let me remind you that if you don't tell the truth, you can't blame our president for being vicious. There aren't many companies left under the Qiao family's name. There are only three more. Let me tell you again, we won't touch the companies left behind by Madam Xia Yunqiu. After all, those companies were left behind by Young Madam's mother. They're the hard work of our president's mother-in-law. Those companies will be left to Young Madam in the future."
"But the Qiao family…" Song Shijing looked regretful. "President, I'm afraid Old Madam Qiao won't tell the truth. There's nothing left in the Qiao family. Everything will probably be destroyed after we burn a few more documents. How boring."
Old Madam Qiao's body swayed and she almost fell to the floor. Then, she glared fiercely at Qiao Xi and forcefully endured the anger in her heart. "Xi Xi, the Qiao family is your home too!"
