Zou Xiaoling listened to his words, and tears silently streamed down her face; she had just thought her tears had long since dried up.
The door creaked outside, and Ho Laidi's voice came through.
"Baohe, that Zou hussy said she wanted to come over. Has she arrived?" As she spoke, the sound of footsteps drew nearer.
At that moment, Zou Xiaoling felt a surge of panic, shame, and despair, closing her eyes and screaming.
"Don't come over! Get out! Get out! Get out!"
Ho Laidi froze for a moment and then quickly ran over. Seeing the scene before her, she, too, was startled, taking a step back and falling to the ground.
She turned her head, meeting Chiang Baohe's sinister smile.
"Mother, look, this is the task you've been trying to accomplish for a year without success, and I've done it now. Start preparing for the wedding."
