Not Filial

It was still that moving and beautiful pair of eyes, and still that pretty and elegant face.

But looking at Su Yanyun at this moment, Guo Qiaolian's heart trembled.

She was smiling, but this smile made people feel that she was cold and dangerous.

"The jade on my neck was bought by your uncle for me." Guo Qiaolian clutched the big piece of green jade lying on top of her heart.

"Su Bowang bought it for you?" Su Yanyun narrowed her eyes and her smile deepened. "Su Bowang is just a nominal director in the Su Corporation. His annual salary is less than 200,000 yuan, and the jade on your neck is at least worth a million! Even if he hadn't eaten or drunk for three years, he still wouldn't be able to afford it for you! Guo Qiaolian, you still have the face to say that this is yours!"

This jade obviously belonged to her mother.

She had lost it for no reason back then and it wasn't easy for Mother to find it.