As the saying went, people showed off whatever they lacked. Because Wang Lingxi cared too much about the house, she would also unconsciously impose her own views on others.
She thought that since she valued the house, everyone else would feel the same way.
Wang Zhiyao said nothing.
Yet his utterly dejected appearance made the Wang family understand his resolve.
"Ugh!"
Mother Wang had not expected her son to be this stubborn this time, and her dislike of Su Qiao deepened even further.
Wang Lingxi hurried over to support her. "Mom, is your blood pressure high again? Does your head hurt again? Come on, I'll help you inside to lie down."
"Little Brother, look at what you've done to Mom. She's already like this now. If you really marry that woman and bring her into the family, won't you anger Mom to death?"
Father Wang's expression darkened. "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Get out of here."
Wang Lingxi knew she had misspoken. She awkwardly shut her mouth and moved aside.
*
Meanwhile, Su Qiao had already returned to her rented home, a small one-bedroom apartment.
The location was fairly good. At least it was not remote, and there was even a supermarket downstairs.
By the time she got home, it was already dark.
After familiarizing herself with the furnishings, Su Qiao took her pajamas and had a shower. The moment she flopped onto the bed and prepared to call her parents, her phone rang.
The original host had gone to the man's home that day, and Good Baby that she was, she had told her parents about it in advance.
She had also promised to contact them after she got home.
"Sweetie, you're home, right?"
As soon as the call connected, Su Mama's slightly anxious voice came