This is the room Su Ziqing has lived in since she was a child; this room holds her memories.
"Su Ziqing, why are you here?" Grandma sent someone to take her away...
Su Ziqing didn't answer her question, "Get out of here." The two were only half a year apart in age; Su Xiaoman was Su Tianming's daughter.
Su Xiaoman instinctively took a step back, but then realized that she had been frightened by her and felt embarrassed.
She sneered, "Grandpa's gone, there's no place for a jinx like you in this family anymore."
"You're not leaving, are you?" Su Ziqing pushed aside the person blocking her way.
Su Xiaoman took a few steps back.
"Su Ziqing, how dare you hit me?" Her ability to lie through her teeth was truly masterful.
Su Ziqing: "..."
Su Xiaoman stepped forward, trying to fight Su Ziqing, but Su Ziqing slapped her across the face.
With a crisp, pleasant sound, it snapped.
Su Xiaoman covered her face, seemingly still in shock.
“That’s what you call a fight,” Su Ziqing said coldly, then walked past her and headed towards the dressing table.
"Where is my jewelry box?" she asked coldly, glancing at the servants present.
The servants dared not speak.
"Where is my jewelry box?!" Su Ziqing's voice was even colder.
"It was taken by the second young lady," one of the servants said timidly.
“Su Xiaoman.” Su Ziqing looked at Su Xiaoman.
Su Xiaoman felt a tingling pain on her face; Su Ziqing hadn't held back when she slapped her. She screamed, "Su Ziqing, how dare you hit me! What right do you have to hit me?"
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