Gu Nanqiao's eyes brimmed with irony as she gave her a contemptuous glance, "No wonder Uncle Fu has never forgotten my mom. With a shrewish and savage woman like you, marrying you must be the biggest regret of his life."
Her offhand remark struck right at her heart.
Xia Molan raised her hand, wanting to hit her, but Gu Nanqiao didn't dodge; instead, she stepped forward, her voice sharp, "Try hitting me again?"
Her gaze was too intense, and Xia Molan, looking on, dared not let her hand fall.
*
The police station.
Xu Shuo, seeing the person who was hurriedly approaching, inquired, "Miss Gu, do you want to inform Mr. Huo?"
Gu Nanqiao also looked up and gave Fu Lingfeng a glance, "No need, I can handle it myself."
It was just a minor issue, after all. She couldn't always rely on Huo Jingting.
Xu Shuo didn't ask any further and stepped aside.