"What do you mean?"
Third Uncle asked him with force.
He panicked for some reason. He subconsciously felt that what Qiao Xuan said was right, but he just could not accept it.
Feeling confused, Third Uncle glared at Qiao Xuan and Shao Yunduan, sneering. "You can just put it straightforwardly that you don't want to help us. Why do you still accuse my son? You are just jealous, and you just don't want him to become good!"
"Just wait and see! Proverb says that rain takes turns in pouring down, you can be as proud as you want, but my son will become far more excellent than you!"
Ms. Ma snorted. "True! Let's see whose turn it is to beg in the future!"
Ms. Fang felt so annoyed when hearing their impolite words to her son. She snapped. "Then let's see what happens. No matter what happens to my son, I will never turn to you for help! Anyways, we have never turned to you for any help ever!"
