The next day, Su Xiaofei watched from the balcony of her room as the Chen family, as well as Su Haoran, dragged their suitcases away to leave the estate. Finally, after years of staying with those pests under the same roof, she would be able to breathe and do anything freely in her own home.
As if sensing her stare, Su Haoran turned his head and met her penetrating cold gaze, which startled him. He could only clench his teeth and swore at this accursed child for ruining his plans. He had thought that he already had his wife in the palm of his hand.
Nineteen years of marriage, but it was all for naught because Yun Qingrong had chosen her adopted daughter, Su Xiaofei, over her own husband.
