When Madam Zhu heard this, her face went pale.
She had been doing such things for a long time.
Zhao Chuchu only had herself to blame for being the daughter of that vixen, Xia Chenglan.
Even though Xia Chenglan was already dead, each time she saw Zhao Chuchu, Madam Zhu's jealousy consumed her like ants. She looked forward to Zhao Chuchu living as miserable as possible.
She had done precisely that.
"Did you think that I wanted to stand up for them? You're mistaken. I was waiting for you to show up at my doorstep. Otherwise, how would I come across such a good opportunity to settle old scores?" said Zhao Chuchu as she smiled radiantly. "Don't be afraid. It is only for half a month. I trust that you can bear with it."
Madam Zhu stuttered, "You... you..."
