Inside the main hall of the Qiao family's mansion.
Wearing expensive perfume and clad in gorgeous clothes, the guests lifted their glasses to toast one another. The orchestra stationed at the upper corner of the main hall was playing an extremely joyous composition, and there were smiles on everyone's faces.
Su Manni winked at Qiao Yiren, letting her know that the matter had been settled.
Qiao Yiren was so excited that she almost lost her composure. She finally got to tear that little sl*t to shreds today. She wanted Xia Chuxi to see with his own eyes how sl*tty Su Qianxun looked once she was wantonly savaged by that man.
Pleased with herself, she looked at her reflection in the mirror beside her. She was wearing a pure white gown, and all the laces on it were one hundred percent handmade. The workmanship itself took a few hundred hours, and the gown was worth around a million RMB.
