Looking Very Much Like Someone Who Had Gotten Bullied

The sky gradually darkened, and Ye Erruo's designated driver stood aside as he waited in silence.

At that moment, her phone vibrated, indicating that she had received a new text message.

It was from her husband.

[Why aren't you back home yet?]

She replied, [Are you back already?]

[I'll only get home at around two in the morning.]

[Understood.]

[Why haven't you left?]

Tapping on her phone, she responded, [I'll be leaving soon.]

[Be careful on your way home.]

[Okay.]

Upon noticing her tapping away on her phone, Su Qing Ning was certain that the woman was tattletaling on her.

"What are you all doing? Get that woman out of here now!" The way she ordered the servants revealed that she totally treated the Lin residence as her own place.

Tugging her lips up, Ye Erruo scoffed and proceeded to take photos of her injured finger with her phone right in front of them.

"Xiao Ruo!" yelled Old Master Lin.