Lowering her voice, she said, "This is the Presidential Residence, you have to hold back."
Although Su Suqin had gotten a marriage license with Qiao Sheng, she was just a mistress who had risen to power, and the rich wives in front of her had powerful backgrounds and were not easily provoked by Su Suqin who relied solely on Qiao Sheng as her backer.
Since Su Suqin lacked the confidence, she naturally wouldn't let her daughter create a scene at such an event.
If they were to be driven out by the people of the Presidential Residence, it would truly become a joke.
It was only then that Su Rou reluctantly calmed down, her gaze fiercely glaring at Qiao Xu and the few rich wives, her heart full of unwillingness.
Qiao Xu, just you wait for me.
Su Rou thought furiously to herself, and her eyes became even more vicious as she glared at Qiao Xu.
Qiao Xu raised an eyebrow, knowing from Su Rou's gaze alone what she was thinking at this moment.
