She turned around in confusion and looked in the direction Wu Xiaojun had been watching, her eyes widening immediately.
"Mom, Bro, that old woman is here."
"What old woman?"
Mother Wu had been secretly planning what to do next to drive Su Ya Ni away if that woman was still alive.
Hearing this, she reflexively responded.
But soon, everyone from the Wu Family, including her, widened their eyes.
"Look, quick! That's that woman Su Xiaomei, right? I'm not seeing things, am I?"
How had this woman changed so much?
Not only had she become more and more beautiful, but she also dressed so fashionably. She looked just like a wealthy lady.
She wore a khaki dress, black knee-high leather boots, and a black wool coat. Even her stride seemed to carry the wind, making her look both beautiful and elegant.
Her long hair hung loosely over her shoulders. The diamond earrings and necklace on her ears and neck glittered beneath the lights. Paired with her exquisite makeup, it seemed as though her entire face came with its own halo, dazzling beyond compare.
Behind her followed a tall man wearing a dark-brown plaid coat.
She had seen this man before. He was the one who had coldly cursed her outside Su Qiao's rented apartment last time.
After ten months, Su Qiao had finally obtained both her junior college diploma and her bachelor's degree in journalism. Next, she only needed to get her press card before she could officially start working.
Another noteworthy point was that the several electronics factories she and Ding Jihan had established—she providing the development technology and he providing the funds—were now flourishing.
The sales channels for their phones and computers had long since opened. Their three professionally manufactured electronic products—cameras, Electronic Eyes, and dashcams—had also gradually entered