This may not be straightforward, but isn't it implied?
"You bastard! Ever since you came to this family, our Qiao Family has never had a peaceful day! Yaozu, you must send this bastard back to the countryside now!" Old Mrs. Qiao felt her heart tremble with anger.
"Mom, Qiqi is my daughter, and I bought this house. She's not going anywhere." Qiao Yaozu said with a frown.
"You unfilial son! You don't listen to me anymore! You..." Old Mrs. Qiao slapped her second son.
Qiao Qiqi was speechless at her father, letting her grandmother hit him. She suddenly stood up and said, "Uncle, I never expected this. Your family eats our food, lives in our house, and my dad still gives you money every month, yet you have your eye on the company! I bet you'd wish we were all dead so you could take over the company!"
With one sentence, the faces at the dining table all changed.
