"Make way, Mrs. Jiang is here, we're in for a show."
"That Jiang Nanshu is way too arrogant, Mrs. Jiang values her reputation above all else, losing face like this, I fear she won't have an easy time."
"Snort, I just want to see her handle the video scandal, she really isn't fit for the engagement, not worthy compared to the real heiress..."
The crowd's chatter was a rustling buzz.
Mrs. Jiang, suppressing her anger, glanced at everyone.
Soon, bodyguards dispersed all the students on the floor.
Only then did Mrs. Jiang enter without showing any expression.
Speaking of ladies of stature, Mrs. Jiang's demeanor was the most gentle; even though she was fifty-two this year, she maintained herself like a woman in her thirties or forties: hair tied up in a sleek bun and a nobility about her that Mrs. He couldn't hope to match.
As she walked in, her well-maintained face commanded respect without showing anger, looking at Jiang Yunchuan, "What exactly happened?"