Ou Jue had an important contract to discuss today, so he couldn’t co to the event. Such a sha.
Ou Jue’s voice was low, "Going to pick up an idiot and take them ho."
Xiyan’s eyes lit up as she raised her head, "You’re done with work already?"
"Co downstairs, west gate underground parking lot of the TV Station."
"Oh! On my way!"
Ding——
The elevator doors opened, and Xia Zhiyun stepped out.
"Hey? Isn’t this my big baby?"
"Mom? Why are you here too?"
"I ca to pick you up and bring you ho." Xia Zhiyun playfully swung the BMW car keys in her hand.
Oh dear.
Xiyan stepped in, "Why did both of you co? You should’ve at least let know in advance!"
Just as the elevator doors were about to shut, soone called out, "Wait!"
Soon after, a pair of hands stopped the closing elevator doors.
Looking up, it turned out to be Qiao Qianmo and Susan!
Qiao Qianmo’s eyes were red and puffy, clearly from crying.
Catching each other’s gaze, there was a montary pause for both parties.
What rotten luck.
Deep down, Qianmo didn’t want to get in the elevator, especially not with the glaring trophy in Xia Xiyan’s hands—it was a sharp reminder of her pain.
"Getting in or not?" Xia Zhiyun rolled her eyes.
"So people’s faces must hurt too much to be willing to step in," Xiyan chuckled lightly. "Mom, let’s go down first."
"Who said our faces hurt too much to step in?" Susan snapped, grabbing Qianmo’s arm and pulling her into the elevator.
The elevator descended swiftly.
Watching the defeated expressions on Susan and Qianmo’s faces, Xia Zhiyun couldn’t help but feel elated.
As a parent, what could be more pride-inducing than having a child who makes her proud?
"Sweetheart, your performance today was amazing. Everyone absolutely loved your acting." Xia Zhiyun wrapped her arm around Xiyan’s shoulders, taking the trophy and deliberately flaunting it in front of Susan and Qianmo. "Who was it that arrogantly claid my daughter was hopeless and would definitely get crushed by Qiao Qianmo?"
"You—" Susan stared at Xia Zhiyun, barely holding herself together as her face stiffened.
Watching the smug expressions on the mother and daughter, Susan was so furious she trembled all over.
Qianmo, however, had clearly matured a lot. She wrapped her arm around Susan’s and said, "Godmother, you don’t need to lower yourself to their level. They only won out of sheer luck. What’s so impressive about that? Do they really think winning the championship changes anything? At the end of the day, they’re just impostors!"
These days, netizens are quick to change their tune, one after the other.
Sure, Sumr had stirred so public sympathy through the competition, but it was only temporary.
Let’s wait and see!
Xiyan smirked. "Impostors? Qiao Qianmo, make sure you cherish these last few days of acting arrogant!"
"What do you an?" Susan glared at Xiyan. "Your mother’s the real impostor here! Mr. Ling loved ! Who are you cursing with these so-called ’last few days’?"
When Xia Zhiyun heard Susan repeatedly ntion "Mr. Ling," her face paled slightly.
Ling had always been a shadow she couldn’t escape.
Xiyan linked arms with her mother. "Who Mr. Ling truly loved—you’ll find out when he cos back and tells everyone himself!"
Him coming back?
Susan’s lips curled into a sneer.
Ling had been missing so long—clearly, he was already dead.
Pitiful mother and daughter, still foolishly waiting like idiots.
What a joke!
Qianmo wasn’t one to be outdone, promptly retorting, "Alright, if Mr. Ling really does co back, I hope you two won’t cry too hard!"
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