Qiao Mo chuckled lightly, "Ha, why don't you just snatch it?"
Qiao Yin's face grew a bit ugly, and she said again, "Qiao Mo, don't you forget! If it weren't for me, how would you have the success you have today? You shouldn't forget your roots. No matter what, mom raised you to this point."
Qiao Mo thought she had never heard anything more shameless than this, and she immediately sneered, "Indeed, without you, I wouldn't have what I have today. But since you're so capable, why would you need my support?"
"Qiao Mo, do you really intend to disregard sisterly affection entirely?"
"Sisterly affection? If I remember correctly, I cut ties with the Qiao family a long time ago."
"You!" Qiao Yin was extremely angry, "Do you really think you can become Fu Nancheng's wife?"
