She seemed to be more and more aware of the distance between herself and Huo Jinyao.
Frankly speaking, she was not a person who tended to have feelings of inferiority and she had never thought that she was not good enough for Huo Jinyao before, though she was indeed an illegitimate daughter who did not even know who her mother was. Moreover, in the past, she had never wanted to marry high. She just wanted to find a man with average family background and was not too ambitious in looking for a match.
However, she did not expect the man she had happened to marry should have such an identity.
Looking at the pile of things in front of her, Su Qingsang was a little uneasy and unable to sit still. She stood up and went out.
No one dared to stop her, so she went straight outside.
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Lin City, the Su Mansion.
Su Peizhen hung up the phone, her face extremely sour. Pondering for a while, she made a few more phone calls out of spite.
