She had always thought of herself as a precious daughter of heaven. Since a young age, she had always been doted on by Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue. Her life had been smooth sailing, except that she had occasionally found Su Qingsang to be a thorn in the flesh.
The problem was that she kept getting into trouble lately because of Su Qingsang. She had even gotten a tight slap, and it was Su Qingsang's mother who had slapped her! It was the home-wrecker who stood between her mother, Li Qianxue, and her father, Su Chenghui!
How could Su Peizhen stomach this? Xiang Caiping had even blabbered nonsense and called Li Qianxue the home-wrecker. That had shocked her even more.
How dare she?
"Ah…:"
She had lost her cool-headed arrogance. The poise and grace that Li Qianxue had so painstakingly instilled in her had gone missing. She only felt hatred. Utmost hatred.
