Grinding her teeth in frustration.
No matter how arrogant Qiaoqiao was, when faced with Su Yunjin, the legitimate owner of the house, she dared not be presumptuous anymore. Worried that Su Yunjin might truly deny her entry to stay in the house, Qiaoqiao was pondering strategies in her heart.
Su Yunjin stared at Qiaoqiao. Although the clothes on Qiaoqiao could not be considered to be made of fine fabric, she was deliberately dressed in vivid and bright colors: a peach-red jacket, a tender yellow skirt, and a pair of embroidered shoes. Dressed so ostentatiously, whether the woman in front of her was sent by Gu Ya or not, Su Yunjin had no intention of allowing this person named Qiaoqiao to live in her house.
Su Yunjin was not foolish; it was quite clear that the woman had come to snatch her husband. How could she possibly allow her to stay inside the house? Only if she had been kicked in the head by a donkey.
