Jiang Ling crossed her arms and looked Qiao Jing up and down with an expression full of disdain.
"Well, if it isn't Qiao Jing? You know our Xinrou, don't you? Why don't you greet your own friend?"
Lou Xinrou smiled at Qiao Jing in coordination, greeting her first.
"What a coincidence to meet you here."
Qiao Jing glanced at Lou Xinrou with a faint look. She wasn't about to become friends with someone who wanted her child dead.
She could tell that these two were looking for trouble and had no intention of engaging with them, so she walked around them and tried to leave directly.
Seeing Qiao Jing's cold and aloof demeanor, Jiang Ling lost her temper and took a few steps forward to block her way.
"Xinrou is greeting you. Why aren't you responding? Are you really that arrogant?
No matter what, she is still the young mistress of the Lou Family. You, a country bumpkin, getting to know Xinrou is really you reaching above your station!"
