"Brother Jun, look at her..."
Bai Qiaoqiao was an expert at playing the victim, her voice dripped with a delicate tone as if she suffered the greatest grievance.
Zhao Hongjun noticed that the neighbors were all watching the drama unfold, and he couldn't save face.
"Enough already, say less and take your things and leave sooner."
Zhao Hongjun also knew about Song Yitang's relationship with the Shang family and didn't dare to have an open and ugly quarrel with them.
"Miss Song, Qiaoqiao misspoke. Please don't take it to heart."
Song Yitang's expression was unreadable, leaving much to the imagination, as she turned and left.
The neighbors were not blind; they could tell at a glance that Bai Qiaoqiao was the mistress who had risen to prominence, and they looked at her with disdain.
Sone went even further by scolding the ivy for the locust's fault, ostensibly scolding their own children but actually taking a veiled jab at Bai Qiaoqiao.
