The Lu Family Old Mansion, the Mingxiang Garden of the main residence.
Su Yi sat in the main room with a dark expression.
Qiao carefully brought over a tea cup, "Mother, have some tea."
Hearing the sound, Su Yi raised her hand and knocked over the cup. Though the tea was not hot, it splashed all over Lu Qiao.
Qiao didn't know what she had done wrong, her eyes reddening.
"What did you just call that wench?" Su Yi's gaze was more sinister than usual.
Qiao pursed her lips, not speaking.
Seeing her like this, Su Yi angrily raised her sleeve, sweeping the dishes off the table.
The dishes were untouched.
Startled, Qiao took half a step back, becoming even more afraid to speak.
Su Yi shouted outside, "Someone, go bring Aunt Wen to me!"
Qiao frowned slightly, "Mother..."
"Shut up!"
After shouting, Su Yi clenched her fingers tightly.
