Arrogant Overlord, Very Disobedient (3)

Sigh, what a poor thing. While those two were wrapped up in each other's arms, whispering sweet nothings, you were drinking here to vent your frustrations, crying until your eyes looked like walnuts.

Su Qiao slowly sat up and rolled her eyes. "Are you happy?"

444, with a very strong survival instinct, coughed. "Ahem, Little Master just couldn't stand watching it, okay?"

"You wouldn't let me go online and tear into those bored keyboard warriors. Surely you can't even let me sigh a couple of times?"

"Stop sighing and hurry up to find out where he is. Then investigate Bai Zhilan's background for me."

The avatar couldn't see things clearly, but Su Qiao had a premonition.

Bai Zhilan had been targeting the Su family from the very beginning—in other words, she had been targeting her and her father.

And judging from the faint hatred in her eyes, the two sides had a deep grudge between them.

"Fine. But, Host, you should go wash the smell of alcohol off yourself properly first." 444 no longer dawdled.

"Mm. I'll go take a bath."

Su Qiao got up and went to the spacious bathroom for a fragrant soak.

After washing away the smell of alcohol and her fatigue, she wrapped herself in a large white bath towel and stood before the enormous full-length mirror.

She gazed at the slender figure in the mirror, which stood a full meter seventy tall.

Her skin was smooth and delicate, while her facial features were unusually deep and well-defined.

Su Qiao raised her brows. "She's very pretty."

How was she ugly?

And as for those people saying that ugly people made trouble—those people really needed their eyes checked.

The avatar had only become introverted and somewhat lacking in confidence because she had personally witnessed her mother's death