1910. I'm waiting for the day Ah Qian throws you away
But even if Shen Jiaoyang used to be Yu Lingqian's white moonlight, his Cinnabar mole, that's all just in the past.
What right does she have to come flaunting her power in front of me, the Main Wife?
Mu Anran lightly bit her lip: she hadn't done anything wrong, so why should she feel guilty?
She should do exactly what she did to that arrogant kindergarten teacher who didn't know her place—give the woman in front of her a ruthless lesson, then drive her out of their lives in disgrace, never to come disturb them again.
Seeing that Mu Anran was ignoring her, Shen Jiaoyang stood up and walked over to stand directly in front of her.
She was half a head taller than Mu Anran, so when she looked at Mu Anran, her gaze was cast downward.
