Sister Jin had aged considerably as well, no longer carrying the spirited confidence and sense of having victory in hand that she once had.
" "
Standing by the window and smoking as she gazed blankly into the distance, Sister Jin turned around.
"Xiao Qiao, is something wrong?"
She had probably gone several nights without sleeping well. Sister Jin looked haggard and forced herself to perk up.
With Nanny Wu's help, Su Qiao sat down on the sofa. "Quite a lot has happened lately. Sister Jin, you must be exhausted."
"Sigh, no one could have expected Third Master to suddenly..."
Sister Jin had thought of many possibilities, even war, but she had never imagined that Third Master Zhu, who was only fifty, would suddenly pass away just like that.
Thinking of Fourth Master Yu's death at the club, she took another deep drag and sighed gloomily.
"I originally thought that once Fourth Master Yu took over Xianle Mansion, we sisters could finally settle down again. But then this happened. Now everything is a mess, everyone's minds are unsettled, and we can't do business for the time being."
All of this had actually been within Su Qiao's expectations.
That was also why, when Sister Jin had protected Tang Meina and even threatened and coaxed Su Qiao on Third Master Zhu's behalf, Su Qiao had been angry but had not taken action against her.
"Then, Sister Jin, what are you planning to do?"
"Planning?"
Sister Jin took a drag of her cigarette and laughed at herself.
"What could I possibly plan? I'll just take things one day at a time and wait to see whose hands Xianle Mansion ends up in!"
Fortunately, that little vixen Tang Meina had now entered the Police Station. She had supposedly been tortured until she barely looked