Cheng Susu's thin lips curled into a hint of a smirk as she raised her gaze towards Gu Nanqiao. "Xiaoqiao, your temper really is getting bigger and bigger."
Gu Nanqiao didn't say a word, just smiled and stared into her eyes, taking in every expression on her face.
Cheng Susu played with the strands of hair by her temples and said indifferently, "What's wrong? Staring at me like that."
"Nothing much, just that I find you a bit pitiful. You finally had a precious daughter after climbing to the top, yet she ended up walking the same path as you." She laughed out loud, increasingly unable to suppress her emotions, "And it seems she's even worse off than you. I've willingly given up the position of the official wife, and she doesn't have the ability to take it, only to end up ruining her face in the process."
Such sarcasm seemed incredibly satisfying, a pleasure that couldn't be ignored amidst the pain.
