This was the first time Tang Yaoyao had seen Qiao Yanzhi so out of sorts since they started dating.
Her dignified and charming aura vanished without a trace, replaced by a chilling aura that seemed to carry a murderous intent. Her icy eyes were slowly torturing Fu Xiuchen and her.
She seems very angry...
"Mom, I..."
"Shut up," Qiao Yanzhi snapped angrily in a low voice, her eyes filled with disappointment.
Tang Yaoyao saw the look in her eyes, her breathing quickened, and she moved her lips: "Ms. Qiao..."
"Tang Yaoyao, I seem to remember very clearly that you and my son are not engaged yet."
Fu Xiuchen's heart sank. This was the first time in so many years that he had heard his mother call someone by their full name, which could only mean one thing: she was really angry.
"Mom, it's me..."
"I know it's you. Have you forgotten what I said? Have you forgotten whose study this is? In your heart, has this younger sister ceased to exist?"
She was very emotional, her hands were clenched into fists and even trembling.
Tang Yaoyao frowned: "Ms. Qiao, this has nothing to do with Brother Chen. I wanted to see this study. Brother Chen initially refused. Although you are not familiar with me, you know that I am a woman who will stop at nothing. Brother Chen cares about me, so he opened the door. If this action hurt you, I apologize, but your words are too heavy."
At least in her eyes and heart, her brother had never forgotten her as his sister. That's why her brother's emotions were so turbulent when she simply mentioned the custom-made floral dress.
It was precisely because her brother always kept her in his heart that he accepted her as his sister so quickly.
Tang Yaoyao's words made her realize that although she had spoken harshly, she was still angry: "What do you know? No one is allowed to touch this room unless they are a member of the Fu family, especially you."
As she said, she is a ruthless person.
Tang Yaoyao smiled lazily, but her gaze was very deep as she stared at her intently. She said casually, "It seems that Ms. Qiao values this room very much. I'm curious, whose room is this?"
Qiao Yanzhi glanced at Fu Xiuchen, and she caught the key point of Tang Yaoyao's words.
She didn't know whose room it was.
Qiao Yanzhi took a deep breath, her gaze icy and devoid of any warmth, her voice harsh: "You don't need to know whose room this is. Just remember who you are. You can't just touch anything belonging to the Fu family."
Fu Xiuchen, who was standing to the side, suddenly felt his breathing tighten: "Mom, that's enough!"
Fu Xiuchen was worried that Yao'er would be hurt by her words, so he blurted out unconsciously, raising his voice.
Qiao Yanzhi was stunned...
This was the first time in all of Chen'er's life that he had spoken to her in such a tone, and it was for the sake of a stranger with such a strong purpose.
Did he really love Tang Yaoyao that much?
He recklessly forgot what she had once said.
Qiao Yanzhi was unwilling to say more, as if someone had broken into the deepest forbidden zone of her heart and torn apart something she had treasured for decades.
She glanced away, pointed outside, and said, word by word, "Get out, immediately, right now."
Tang Yaoyao gave her a deep look, then glanced at the closed door behind her.
As a woman herself, she could almost sense the tears welling up in her mother's eyes.
The feelings in my heart were a complex mix of emotions.
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