"You are...?" Su Qiao didn't remember knowing a woman like this.
The woman swept her a disdainful glance and walked straight in, looking around the shabby living room with disgust. "You live in a place like this?"
Her son had a perfectly good life, yet he had run off to a place like this and even joined some company as an ordinary employee.
If he hadn't shown his face at the Jewelry Design Competition and been spotted by one of her friends, she really might never have found him.
The woman's lofty air was particularly irritating.
Su Qiao felt no obligation to answer any of her questions.
"Madam, please introduce yourself first. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to ask you to leave."
Madam Lu placed a handkerchief on the sofa before sitting down unhurriedly. Only then did she cast a critical look at Su Qiao. "Is this how you treat guests?"
Su Qiao's expression was cool and aloof. "Guests should be treated like guests. But for people who have no self-awareness whatsoever, there's no need to be too polite."
"Heh, you certainly have a sharp tongue."
The more Madam Lu looked at this woman, the more she felt that she was an unruly sort.
Su Qiao had lost her patience. "If you keep wasting your breath, I can also tell you that not only is my tongue sharp, but I'm pretty good with my hands too."
She shouldn't think that bringing two bodyguards meant Su Qiao would be afraid.
If it came down to a fight, she would throw both of them out the window.
"What a lack of upbringing. I don't know what my son ever saw in you."
Madam Lu found this crude woman increasingly disagreeable.
Su Qiao wasn't afraid in the slightest. She gave her an