Her ex-husband was too cold; after being reborn, she hid her pregnant belly and left her father behi

Chapter 155: Dream on

"Is it because the Zhan Foundation isn't giving you enough money each month that you've come to me asking for more? I'll apply to President Zhan to appropriately increase your monthly allowance. Goodbye, Mother-in-law and Sister-in-law."

Jiang Qianhui always had a smile in her eyes, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Jiang Qianhui, what kind of attitude is this? Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?"

Xie Qingyi glared angrily at Jiang Qianhui. Although she was the nominal mistress of the Zhan family, that old man refused to let her have any real power, only allowing her to receive two million yuan a month from the Zhan family foundation as pocket money. That was hardly enough for her expenses, especially with her nephew from her maternal family being such a bottomless pit.

The old man is being wary of her!

"Grandma, you're joking. Three million to send a beggar away? I'm afraid there will be plenty of people wanting to be beggars tomorrow."

Jiang Qianhui smiled and said, "I originally wanted President Zhan to increase your allowance to five million, but it seems I was meddling. Your two million is enough. After all, my mother-in-law is thrifty and hardworking, and she is my role model. No wonder she always says I'm a spendthrift. I should learn more from her."

Xie Qingyi nearly vomited blood upon hearing Jiang Qianhui's words. Yan Lan, standing to the side, was also so angry that her face turned pale and then red. After all, if her monthly income could really be increased to five million, her life would be quite enjoyable.

Xie Qingyi said angrily, "Transfer your 10 billion to my account and I'll manage it for you. Also, Old Master Qin intends to take you as his goddaughter and as the heir of the Qin family. After Old Master Qin passes away, all of the Qin family's assets will belong to the Zhan family."

Jiang Qianhui's eyes suddenly turned cold. Xie Qingyi's schemes were truly cunning and could be heard from afar.

Jiang Qianhui chuckled, her eyes full of mockery.

"Mother-in-law, let's put aside my 10 billion yuan income for now. Just talk about the Qin family's assets. How can you say that they belong to the Zhan family! Old Master Qin just took me in as his goddaughter, and you're already eyeing his inheritance. Sorry, I'm not like Qiao Weiwei, who is destined to be lonely and widowed, bringing misfortune to her relatives."

Qiao Weiwei's face turned green with anger at the retort. The difference in their backgrounds was indeed vast. Damn it, how could she be so lucky? She was just born into the right family.

Jiang Qianhui met Qiao Weiwei's vicious gaze head-on. She liked watching her, seeing her annoyed but unable to do anything about it.

Jiang Qianhui glanced at Qiao Weiwei, then looked at Xie Qingyi again.

Xie Qingyi is truly laughable. Old Master Qin has only just taken her in as his goddaughter, and Xie Qingyi is already eyeing his property and cursing him to die young. The risks of taking her in as a goddaughter are far too high.

“Mother-in-law, Mr. Qin is getting on in years. If word gets back to him that you are thinking about the Qin family’s wealth, it might not be good.”

Xie Qingyi's expression changed. She couldn't afford to offend either Old Master Qin or the old man, as they had a close relationship.

Xie Qingyi said awkwardly, "We can talk about the Qin family's assets later, but the 10 billion you have must be transferred to my account immediately, and all future profits from the jadeite mine must also be transferred to me!"

Xie Qingyi said this without batting an eye, her confident demeanor almost making Jiang Qianhui burst out laughing.

Jiang Qianhui's red lips curved slightly as she slowly and deliberately said, "Why should I?"

Xie Qingyi said arrogantly, "Because I am your mother-in-law."

Jiang Qianhui couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"I never imagined that being a mother-in-law could be a shortcut to wealth. No wonder you always wanted me to have a son. If I had more sons and more daughters-in-law, I could become the richest person in the world."

"you……"

Xie Qingyi was speechless after being rebuked, and Jiang Qianhui continued, "I wonder how much your eldest daughter-in-law has offered you as tribute."

Yan Lan never expected that this would involve her.

"Since marrying into the Zhan family, I have retired from the entertainment industry and devoted myself to being a wife and mother. Where would I get the money?"

“Sister-in-law, how can you not earn money? If you don’t earn money, your mother-in-law will lose a daughter-in-law who can earn money. How can she become the world’s richest woman? You are a very famous female celebrity, and you are usually very filial. How can you not make offerings? Why don’t you leave the entertainment industry and earn money for your mother-in-law?”

Yan Lan's face turned pale and then purple upon hearing this. She still had some fame after marrying into the Zhan family, although she tried to make a comeback after marriage.

However, the entertainment industry changes too quickly, and she has long been out of fashion; nobody buys her name anymore.

At this moment, Yan Lan's expression grew even more unpleasant as her sore spot was touched.

Xie Qingyi protected Yan Lan, saying, "Yan Lan gave birth to a grandson for our Zhan family, making her our number one contributor. What does it matter if she makes money or not? If you can give birth to a son, you can keep the money you earn, since it will eventually go to my grandson anyway. But if you can't give birth, you have to transfer the money to my account."

Yan Lan immediately said proudly, "That's right. My contribution to the Zhan family line is the greatest wealth I can give them. It's something that even your ten billion can't compare to."

Qiao Weiwei chimed in.

“Mr. Jiang, in our countryside, the money a daughter-in-law earns should be handed over to her mother-in-law. The mother-in-law is the head of the family and controls the livelihood of the whole family.”

Jiang Qianhui looked at Qiao Weiwei with disdain and said, "Countryside? Your place is hardly the countryside; it's probably from the late Qing Dynasty. Don't smear country people. Country people have really had a terrible time."

Qiao Weiwei's face turned green after being rebuked.

"Jiang Qianhui, what do you mean now? You're not going to hand over the money, are you?"

Xie Qingyi pressed her aggressively, but Jiang Qianhui calmly replied, "How are you going to use the 10 billion? To help your good-for-nothing nephew from your maternal family fill a bottomless pit?"

"The Zhan family's wealth will naturally be used for the Zhan family members. I certainly won't use this money for my nephew from my maternal family. You spend money extravagantly and are too wasteful. I will save it for you and give it to my grandson in the future."

Xie Qingyi's tone softened at this moment, and she finally showed some attitude of asking for money.

However, she still found it ridiculous that she actually said she would save it for him.

It's like throwing a meat bun to a dog—it's gone forever. Why is she still keeping it? Does she just look like someone easy to bully?

“Mother-in-law, what’s the use of saving it? If you have the ability to make money work for you, I can transfer the money to your account.”

Hearing Jiang Qianhui agree, Xie Qingyi perked up.

"What do you mean by money making money? If you're going to transfer the money to my account, hurry up and don't dawdle."

"I can give you the money, but can you turn that 10 billion into 20 billion in a month?"

Xie Qingyi was stunned for a moment.

"Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm robbing a bank? How can 10 billion become 20 billion, and it's still a month away?"

"You can't do it, right? You can't, but I can!"

Although Jiang Qianhui spoke casually, her aura completely overwhelmed Xie Qingyi.

Xie Qingyi narrowed her eyes slightly: "Do you know what you're saying?"