Su Qiao was lost in thought and did not stop him. "Oh, then go ahead."
After watching TV for a while, Su Qiao found it boring and returned to her room to draw the design for the competition.
She had finally found some inspiration and had not been drawing for long when a commotion from the neighboring balcony suddenly reached her.
The noise was so loud that it sounded as if someone were shouting right beside her ear.
She endured it for more than ten minutes, but the people next door showed no sign of quieting down. She really could not take it anymore.
She walked to the balcony and shouted toward the neighboring one, "Hey, could you stop making so much noise? If you don't need to rest, does that mean nobody else needs to rest either?"
An old woman rushed onto the balcony with what looked like a bedsheet in her hands and yelled arrogantly, "I'm making noise in my own home. I didn't come to your house and make noise, so what the hell does it have to do with you?"
"You've got such a vixen's face, and you're dressed so scantily. Who are you trying to seduce?"
"What the hell? What kind of people are these?"
Su Qiao was so furious that she nearly lost her breath.
Just because she was pretty, she had a vixen's face?
She was wearing a silk pajama set in her own home, and that meant she was trying to seduce someone?
If the old woman had not gone back inside after shouting those words, Su Qiao really would have rolled up her sleeves and traded insults with her.
The older she got, the more unreasonable and rude she became.
444 took one look at the family next door and immediately