Just when everyone was enjoying themselves, a light snort came from outside the door: "Hmph, sycophant! It's just a broken porcelain jar, what's there to be proud of."
Huo Sining had keen ears, and although the voice was low, she heard it clearly.
She instinctively turned around and saw a woman walking in arm-in-arm with a man.
Apparently, the woman had just seen Huo Sining present the brush washer at the door and was now looking at her with complete disdain, as if blaming Huo Sining for stealing her limelight.
"Jiaojiao, you're here!"
Su Anning hadn't heard what the woman said just now. Seeing her arrive, she immediately showed a joyful expression and hurried up to grab the girl's hand.
But it was at this moment that Su Anning noticed the girl named Jiaojiao holding the arm of an unfamiliar man.
A look of surprise flashed in Su Anning's eyes as she curiously asked, "Jiaojiao, who is this?"
