Qiao Xu realized that Qin Shuyi was like a cockroach that could not be killed; no matter what she said to her, she would just pretend not to hear it with her thick face.
Seeing Qiao Xu, Qin Shuyi's face didn't look too good, but considering that her son was there, she didn't dare to provoke this little scoundrel.
She arrogantly lifted her chin at Qiao Xu. "Where is Mo Qing?"
"Not here."
Qiao Xu impatiently replied and then walked out.
Qin Shuyi's face twisted in anger at Qiao Xu's attitude once again.
"Qiao Xu, I've put up with you time and time again. Don't push your luck and think too highly of yourself. Isn't it just because my son spoils you? What are you proud of without him?"
Qiao Xu found Qin Shuyi's brain circuit laughable once again.
"Yeah, I have Lu Moqing's indulgence, and you don't. What are you doing here then? Knowing you're bringing humiliation upon yourself, yet you still come to be humiliated by me. How come you're so cheap?"
"You... Qiao Xu!!!"
