If similar words were spoken by someone else, she wouldn't care at all, just taking it as sweet talk meant to flatter.
But when those words came out of Zhan Qipei's mouth, they felt like a vow, carrying immense weight, making her believe inexplicably.
Believe that if he says it, he'll do it!
Lin Jianai bottled up her grievances, and once she stepped out of Zhan's door, she started cursing.
"Damn woman, she's nothing but a lowly person from the countryside. Other than looking a bit pretty, what else does she have that compares to me!"
"Hmph! No self-awareness at all, she truly thinks marrying Zhan Qipei means she can sit comfortably as the Zhan Family's young mistress for the rest of her life? Does she even know her own worth..."
These curses about Qiao Jing from Lin Jianai were overheard by the three little ones who had just arrived at the company.
Zhan Qiaomo tugged at Zhan Qiaoyu's sleeve, puffing angrily, "Brother, that woman is insulting our mommy!"
"I heard it."
