Compared to Jiang Jingheng and Mu Yan's relaxed and leisurely attitude, the Jiang Family Mansion was shrouded in a dense cloud.
In the evening, Jiang Yutai brought Zhuang Chujiao back from Beijing.
Qiu Shuyun was happy her son could come back, but seeing Zhuang Chujiao also tagging along made her uncomfortable.
She knew her son had been staying away from home recently just to accompany Zhuang Chujiao. The more he used to like her, the more she disliked her now.
She always wanted her son to marry a daughter from a prestigious family; when Zhuang Chujiao's mother had not been driven out of the Zhuang Family, she was indeed the most suitable choice.
And now, whenever she saw Zhuang Chujiao, the phrase "femme fatale" popped into her head, so naturally, she didn't give her a good face.
She said seemingly unintentionally, "Jiaojiao seems to have been on vacation recently; aren't you working?"
"Auntie, I'm not working at the moment," Zhuang Chujiao said truthfully.
