Bab 68: A Violent Treatment

Anyone who stepped into their own home and was welcomed by a cup of boiling tea thrown at them from out of nowhere would not be able to suppress their rage.

Qiao Mu was no exception to that. Although her stoic little face remained expressionless, the fury in her eyes could not be restrained anymore, and a blast of icy air shot out of her.

When she looked up, she saw Elderly Lady Qiao sitting in the chair in the middle of the courtyard while her youngest aunt, Qiao Wenjuan, and her youngest aunt-in-law, Xu Jiao, stood on each side of her like guards, sharply watching the newcomer, Qiao Mu. Both of their eyes revealed their contempt and ridicule.

Seeing her own house occupied by Elderly Lady Qiao and her cohorts, Qiao Mu seethed with anger. Words could not describe the restless emotions that boiled within her eyes.