Mu Qingya refused to hear her mournful wails and cursed her for being bad luck. She directly ordered the stocky women to close the door and shut the beggar trio out.
Qiao Yingchun crawled forward and pounded the door while wailing, "At least let me pack up my things!"
Her changes of clothes, jewelry, and the like were all inside the room.
If she had known the Mu Clan would act so quickly and kick them out, how would she have cried so long to her mother? She would've long gone to pack up her things inside the room.
It was over, over, over! She had nothing at all now!
Qiao Yingchun sat on the ground in front of the door as if bereaved. She suddenly turned and lunged at the door. She pounded forcefully and screamed, "Open the door! Open the door!!"
