"I'm going to make a scene! I'm going to beat this shameless slut who seduced someone else's fiancé to death!"
Song Yaqin had always had a bad temper, and now she had completely lost her senses. Pointing at Su Qiao, she kept cursing her.
"You shameless bitch! Of all the things you could do, you had to become a mistress and ruin someone else's marriage. Do you really think that just because you're somewhat pretty, you can do whatever you want? That you can marry into the Jun Family?"
"I'm telling you, stop dreaming. Someone like you might not even be wanted as a servant in the Jun Family."
"Jun Ting is only bored, so he's playing with you. Do you really think he likes you? Why don't you take a good look at yourself in the mirror and see what kind of thing you are? How dare you dream of marrying him?"
"Sister Song, please don't be angry. It isn't worth getting angry over someone like this."
A young woman who was at least 175 centimeters tall walked over. She wore tight denim shorts and an oversized batwing-sleeved sweater, and she coquettishly tried to comfort Song Yaqin.
"A woman like this has no shame at all. She certainly won't feel embarrassed about anything. As long as you give her money, she'll do anything. Getting angry over someone like her is a complete waste of time, and it'll only lower your status."
As she spoke, she cast a contemptuous sidelong glance in Su Qiao's direction and snorted coldly.
"Honestly, of all the things you could do, you had to become a mistress. Didn't your mother ever teach you what propriety, justice, integrity, and honor are? Could you not disgrace all of us women?"
The others also looked at Su Qiao