Before Jian Ai could think, someone pulled the door of the house open from the outside.
Old Madam Wang was in front, and Wang Yunfa was behind her. Their expressions were gloomy, and they didn't smile at all.
Judging from their attitudes, they had come prepared.
Without waiting for Jian Ai to call them, Old Madam Wang said, "Xiao Ai, where's your mother?"
Her tone was arrogant.
Jian Ai couldn't help but sneer in her heart. This action was really fast.
Obviously, Jian Ai knew why the old lady and her uncle were here.
As soon as the news of South City's demolition came out, some people could not help but come and cause trouble.
Jian Ai was naturally mentally prepared. Or rather, she had expected this day to come since she started plotting this matter.
Without showing it on her face, Jian Ai said calmly, "Not at home."
"Not at home?" Wang Yunfa frowned and asked coldly, "Where did she go?"
