Never turn the tides?
Zhou Zhilei was so agitated by these words that she felt dizzy. She knew that she had lost here with Song Yajing; she had lost completely.
"Hah," Zhou Zhilei sneered, "Ning Qing, let's see who'll win in the end."
Zhou Zhilei helped Kong Lan along as they left.
Ning Qing stood upstairs and looked at the backs of the mother and daughter. Her autumn pupils were clear and bright. At last, Zhou Zhilei's plans have been nipped in the bud.
Now, there was another person who "wanted to see who will win in the end" with her, but there were too many people who had told her this, so Zhou Zhilei's words were insignificant.
At this time, her cell phone was still ringing, it was Lu Shaoming's call.
A sweet smile flashed across Ning Qing's lips as she pressed a button to pick it up. "Hello, Hubby."
