Jiang Yue was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.
However, Ah Rao did not give Jiang Yue time to react. Without hesitation, he sprayed the sulfuric acid in the perfume bottle at Jiang Yue's face.
"Ah!" Jiang Yue screamed in pain. She hugged her head with both hands, not daring to wipe the sulfuric acid off her face.
She closed her eyes tightly, afraid that the acid would corrode them. Hatred surged from the bottom of her heart.
She still didn't understand what she had done wrong.
Qiao Nian had clearly stolen everything from her. She just wanted to get her things back.
Why wasn't anyone on her side?
Although she was in the wrong today, the urn of the eldest daughter of the Lu family had only corroded a little. What was the big deal? She could just change the urn.
How could Lu Rao ruin her face when the urn of the eldest daughter of the Lu family had corroded so little?
It was the face she was so proud of.
