Lu Moqing furrowed his eyebrows, a trace of sharpness flashing through his eyes as the owner of that voice approached; "Moqing, you’re back. I’ve been waiting for you for a long ti."
Qiao Xu couldn’t help but shudder at the sound of the sickeningly sweet voice.
"Sister, what a coincidence, running into you here."
Su Rou acted like an extrely innocent little sister, and the mont Qiao Xu was about to walk away, she reached out her hand to hold her, feigning intimacy as if they were truly good sisters.
Qiao Xu lowered her brows, coldly eyeing the hands that were pulling at her arm; she looked at Su Rou with disgust and said, "Miss Su, please let go of , I’m in a hurry."
But Su Rou didn’t let go, instead, pouting her lips, looking a bit unhappy at Qiao Xu, and said, "Sister, didn’t you receive the invitation I sent you? Mom and Dad are getting married, and I don’t have the Su surna anymore. I’m like you, with the Qiao surna."
She glanced at the suitcase in Qiao Xu’s hand and laughed, "Sister, aren’t you here to attend Mom and Dad’s wedding?"
Qiao Xu’s last shred of patience was exhausted by Su Rou’s affectation, and her face turned cold instantly, she flung Su Rou’s hand away.
She sneered, "I’m not interested in what your last na is, just rember, you and I are not sisters, and this habit of faking relatives is terrible."
"Sister..."
Su Rou looked pitiful with her lips puckered, but before she could speak, she was interrupted by Qiao Xu.
"Also, here’s a piece of advice for you: making the pouting face at twenty-six, an action that only little children do, will make people think you’re intellectually disabled."
Su Rou’s face darkened, her eyes turned red, and she said aggrievedly, "Sister, how could you say that?"
Qiao Xu didn’t want to watch Su Rou disgust herself in front of her, so she simply dragged her suitcase away.
Lu Moqing didn’t even spare Su Rou a glance and walked away.
Su Rou had finally gotten the chance to see Lu Moqing, so how could she let him leave so easily? Ever since she was about to beco Miss Qiao, her mysterious self-confidence in front of Lu Moqing exploded.
She always felt that now that she had shed her illegitimate daughter status and beco the real Miss Qiao, Lu Moqing would look at her highly on Qiao’s behalf.
"Moqing, I ca to the airport specifically to pick you up. You haven’t eaten at this ti, have you? I’ve already booked a table."
Jiang Hao: "!!!"
Madam is right, is this woman not intellectually disabled?
When did the President ever have patience with her, and how dare she overstep her bounds, acting like she’s the President’s girlfriend right off the bat?
Lu Moqing continued walking toward the exit without saying a word, but the tightening lines on his face indicated that his patience had reached its limit. However, it was clear that Su Rou did not realize this.
"Moqing, we haven’t seen each other in several days."
Jiang Hao was once again shocked: "!!!"
If she’s not intellectually disabled, he will eat shit on live broadcast.
What does she an by not seeing the President for a few days?
When did the President frequently et her?
Who was she saying this for?
Oh, probably for the sake of the Madam.
Even Jiang Hao could see it, so how could Lu Moqing not notice Su Rou’s intentions? His face turned cold, and his voice took on a frosty edge, saying, "When have we ever t? Who are you to ?"
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