She flicked the ash from her cigarette, time was in her favor, she was in no rush.
Those who made her suffer, she would make them experience the same pain.
The next day, it was Zhuo Zhengxiu's birthday.
In the morning, the maids had already redecorated the Zhuo Family's home.
Su Ningyan didn't go to the office, she stayed home to help Lin Liuliu. Zhuo Junyue had a morning meeting, so he could only come back early in the afternoon.
By six in the evening, Zhuo Junyi had rush home from school. Seeing that guests had already started to arrive, she hurried upstairs to get ready.
After all, today was her father's birthday, she couldn't embarrass him.
Downstairs, Su Ningyan and Zhuo Junyue were standing behind the old man to receive the guests, a rare sight.
Zhuo Zhengxiu introduced Su Ningyan's identity to almost all the guests that arrived, his daughter-in-law.
