"Your Qiao Family was just lucky. If you'd moved to Xiangjiang just a few years later, you would've all been branded as capitalists," Qin Mei said mockingly.
The Second Great-uncle was left speechless by Qin Mei's retort. It was clearly the Qiao Family's foresight, so how did it turn into plain luck coming from this young woman's mouth?
'Alright, so the Qiao Family really was lucky,' he thought. 'Thinking about those other families, their fates after being branded capitalists were too horrible to contemplate.'
"What a sharp-tongued little girl," the Second Great-aunt spoke up, her gaze fixed on Qin Mei, full of displeasure. Her tone was dripping with undisguised sarcasm.
