She was merely a low-born concubine, yet before the official wife had even entered the household, she already dared to call herself Madam. Was she dreaming?
The smile at the corner of Su Qiao's lips never faded. She looked at Lin Hanyan with a gentle smile. "Oh? Then what status does Miss Lin think I can remain here under?"
Lin Hanyan had already been in a poor mood. Provoked by Su Qiao, she could not help but sneer coldly, "Miss Su must know her own background better than anyone."
"Someone like you, even if you married into an ordinary Merchant Family, would only be a plaything that its master could discard at any time, let alone here at Flying Eagle Fortress."
She casually snapped off a willow branch and tossed it into the pond.
"Sometimes people are just like this willow branch, which can be snapped so easily. They must learn to accept their fate. No matter how much unwillingness or resistance they have, it will all be futile."
"Miss Su, do you understand?"
Su Qiao did not grow angry. Instead, she laughed, covering her mouth with a handkerchief. "Hehe, indeed. People must recognize reality. Don't eat what's in your bowl while eyeing what's in the pot. Be careful that in the end, you gain nothing and choke yourself to death."
Lin Hanyan's face darkened at once, and a hidden murderous intent flashed through her eyes. "What do you mean?"
Su Qiao bent down, picked up a small stone from the ground, and tossed it into the water before saying unhurriedly, "I mean that you have no chance of marrying Ye Shaoxuan, so stop indulging in wishful thinking."
Seeing that Su Qiao truly knew what she had been planning, Lin Hanyan no longer bothered to hide it. She let out