Su Ningyan suppressed her anger, thinking of the great love the old Mr. Zhuo had for An An, and she calmed down a bit.
"Miss Xu, are you tired of living? Zhuo Junyue doesn't have a good temper. What do you think will happen if I recorded what you said just now and tell Zhuo Junyue?"
When Xu Yingxue heard about the recording, her face turned pale, "Did you record it?"
"Given what you just said, if anything happens to my daughter, I'll hold you accountable. Also, about the photos, you can say whatever you want, let's see if Zhuo Junyue will take you seriously."
After finishing, Su Ningyan didn't look at her face and left directly.
She had figured out that Xu Yingxue didn't dare to go to Zhuo Junyue, otherwise, she would have already taken the photos and run to Zhuo Junyue.
However, those photos in Xu Yingxue's hand were ultimately like a ticking time bomb.
Leaving the cafe, Su Ningyan did not return to the Zhuo family estate.
