Su Qiao finished speaking regretfully, then hung up.
On the other end, Lan Jiaye stared at her disconnected phone, furious.
"It's all that bastard Ji Guiyun's fault!"
If not for him, the dignified eldest daughter of the Lan Family would never have become such a laughingstock.
If not for him, she never would have gone after Su Qiao.
Although Su Qiao was merely an ordinary person—someone Lan Jiaye had never once taken seriously—she now had a terminal illness and believed Lan Jiaye had caused it. She would definitely come after her for revenge.
A woman filled with hatred and with little time left to live would certainly stop at nothing to drag her down with her.
Although she was the eldest daughter of the Lan Family and could have bodyguards protecting her at all times, no one knew what a crazed woman might do.
The biggest problem was that this woman also had an exceptionally formidable person helping her.
Fear welled up inside Lan Jiaye, and she hurried to find her father to discuss a countermeasure.
Her life had been noble from birth. How could the life of some lowly woman from the slums compare with hers?
*
Ever since the incident had been exposed online, no one pointed and whispered behind Su Qiao's back when she went out anymore. Many of those who had once given her dirty looks or even cursed at her would turn away guiltily the moment they saw her.
Su Qiao remained as calm and unconcerned as ever.
How other people acted had nothing to do with her.
If they truly provoked her, she would teach them a lesson herself.
That night, just as she was getting ready to rest, she received a call from her original body's parents.
"You've had your fun outside. Come