Su Yunlei didn't expect her to become so arrogant, quickly saying: "Mom, look, she doesn't even take you seriously anymore."
It was still Lin Qiao, who had eaten more salt than others for many years, and could remain calm: "Su Tian, you're just a little brat, and judging by your looks, he probably hasn't touched you yet. Even if he stabilizes his position, how long can it last? In no time, you'll be kicked out."
"Alright, then we'll wait and see whether it's me who gets kicked out first, or if you're the ones under my foot."
Of course Su Yunlei couldn't swallow this anger, she kept calling for her mom.
Su Tian sneered: "Get out, all of you. This is the surgery room. If you disturb my mother's surgery, even ten lives wouldn't be enough to pay for it."
"Don't be so excessive!"
Su Yunlei still wanted to shout, but a few people walked in from outside, respectfully saying: "Young Mistress, sorry, we came late. We'll take them away now."
