Is This the Reason Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu Sold Me?

Gu Pianpian lowered her gaze, looking at the scattered A4 papers. She remembered how Zhou Hairong had used a similar method years ago to drive her mother out of the house. The hatred coursing through her veins turned into anger that surged through her body, making her heart beat rapidly.

Gu Pianpian clenched her trembling lips tightly. She squatted down and started picking up the scattered papers, neatly stacking them one by one. Seeing this, Zhou Hairong walked over with a smug expression, flipping her wavy hair and sneering, "People under the eaves should bow their heads. Otherwise, I don't know where my hands might end up on you next time."

Gu Pianpian stood up, her eyes coldly meeting Zhou Hairong's contemptuous gaze. She reached out, grabbing Zhou Hairong's hair and pulling her face close, while her other hand smacked the thick stack of documents onto her face with a loud snap. "It's been seventeen years. Do you really think you can still trample on me as you please?"