Mandara Manor, under the high arched porch, those large European-style reliefs are bathed in golden sunlight, marking the start of a new day.
In the grand living room, Zhou Shuyuan sat upright on the ivory-colored leather sofa, murmuring something in a low voice. Jessica obediently sat beside her, holding a white coffee-colored cat, listening attentively to Zhou Shuyuan's admonishment.
Perhaps it was the sound of Xia Yanxin's footsteps coming downstairs that made Zhou Shuyuan immediately raise her head, standing up with a wide grin, "Sister-in-law! Haven't seen you for a few days, your complexion looks better than ever."
Xia Yanxin smiled indifferently. This woman can change her face quickly; back then, she and Long Xiaoxuan ruthlessly kicked her out of Mandara Manor, with their ugly faces and sharp, sarcastic voices still fresh in her memory.
Thinking back, perhaps it was for the best. Once you see a person's true nature, you naturally won't hold back anymore.
