Qiao Ruoxin finished her breakfast and left Jiang Mansion Number One, heading out for an outdoor photo shoot.
Her phone was almost blown up with calls throughout the day, all from the Qiao Family, but she didn't answer a single one.
In the evening, she finally wrapped up the photo shoot for the day.
Qiao Ruoxin got back into the car, picked up her phone, and glanced at it—over a hundred missed calls.
A faint smile curved her lips—by now, the people at the Qiao Family were probably as restless as ants on a hot pan.
If she didn't take drastic measures this time, Bai Xue and Qiao Sisi would surely continue to court disaster.
It was better to settle things once and for all.
She looked out the car window, frowning, "This doesn't seem like the way back home?"
Driver: "Miss Qiao, it's like this, Master Mo instructed me to take you to see him."
"Oh... where is he?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Qiao Ruoxin couldn't help but laugh, still so secretive.
