“Ranran, why are you talking so much nonsense with her?”
Zhu Xianglan walked over. The moment she saw Su Muran’s red face and thick neck, she knew that she was angered by Zhu Meina again.
“Aren’t you afraid that the air she exhales will dirty you?”Zhu Xianglan pulled her daughter behind her. She didn’t need to care about anything else. In any case, she had already torn her face apart, there was no need to pretend to be a noble lady. In Su Qingdong’s eyes, she was now a shrew. What else could she care about.
Zhu Meina listened to Zhu Xianglan’s insult without even lifting her eyelids. It wasn’t that her face was thick, nor was it that she just couldn’t fight back.
Because she was rotten..,
but everyone knew who had caused her to be like this and who had turned her rotten. There was no need to bring it up again.
