"Your family only has a small shop, nothing worth bragging about. My husband's family has more than a dozen large shops. And no matter how well your house is built, it's still out here in the countryside. My husband's family has a three-courtyard residence in the county seat."
Su Qiao's face was covered in black lines.
Who wanted to compare shops or houses with her?
"So when you say you're better than me, that you married better, you mean marrying an old man whose wife died and who already has a son?"
"Don't you know that a family like that, even without a concubine, will still have several personal maids?"
"Don't you know that if one of those maids gets pregnant and has a child, she may eventually be promoted to a concubine?"
"You...?" Su Qiao fired off three questions in a row, leaving Xia Xiaodie speechless. The breath was stuck in her chest, unable to go down or come up.
After a long while, she gave a cold laugh. "No matter what, he's still a man—and a capable man with wealth and a handsome face. Unlike you, you..."
Su Qiao narrowed her eyes, her dark gaze cold and sharp. "Do you dare finish that sentence?"
"If you dare finish it, I can have your head fall immediately. I can even have your family's heads fall, along with those of your husband's family."
Xia Xiaodie turned pale with fright and backed away several steps.
Host, give it to her! Be harsher! It's time to dig the pit.
A strange glint flashed through Su Qiao's eyes. The corners of her lips curled up as she looked at Xia Xiaodie with contempt and ridicule. "Xia Xiaodie, you're just as disgusting as your mother."
"Your mother was already engaged back then, yet she