Hidden identities of the AI Heiress
Chapter 532 - Chapter 532 Chapter 532 The Little Girl is Quite Ruthless

Chapter 532: Chapter 532: The Little Girl is Quite Ruthless Chapter 532: Chapter 532: The Little Girl is Quite Ruthless Su Fan looked at her and felt a headache coming on. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, “If you hadn’t done so many wrong things, my promise to you would never have changed. I’ve put the divorce agreement here; sign it early. It’s better for both of us.”

Even if she didn’t sign, he could still sue for divorce.

It wasn’t that he was cruel.

He had to give Qiao Yun an explanation, give an explanation to the Lu Family and the Qiao Family.

Ye Miaoshan watched Su Fan’s unfeeling departure, her whole figure slumped to the ground, her face pale and unsightly.

It took her a while before she angrily took out her mobile phone and called Su Qingqing several times, but Su Qingqing didn’t answer.

Ye Miaoshan was furious, and she violently threw her mobile phone away.

She began smashing things in a fit of rage, and when she was done, she covered her face and wept bitterly.

She didn’t understand how she had ended up like this.

Yes, she was wrong.

But wasn’t it all for this family, for Su Qingyan?

Why did everyone blame her!

Ye Miaoshan was not willing to divorce Su Fan; she wanted to cling to him for a lifetime!

All of this was Qiao Yun’s fault.

Ye Miaoshan collected herself and turned to head to the Lu Family.

Meanwhile.

Qiao Yun was receiving a package from Zhou You.

When Su Mian saw Zhou You, she was a bit surprised; she had ordered deliveries before, but they were always brought by someone else.

However, her daughter’s deliveries always seemed to be brought by this person.

Could it be…

A chill ran down Su Mian’s spine. Was this man specifically serving Qiaoqiao? Did he have designs on her?

Zhou You touched his arm, feeling suddenly cold.

Qiao Yun said in a low voice, “It’s cold, wear some clothes.”

Zhou You was almost moved to tears; he was being cared for by Professor Qiao yet again. Recently, she sure was damn approachable.

Before Su Mian could come up with an explanation, Qiao Yun handed the package she was holding to Su Mian, “Here, for you.”

“What is it?” Su Mian took it, weighing it in her hand; it wasn’t heavy, and she had no idea what it was.

Qiao Yun’s reply was concise, “Nourishing Face Cream. When you have used it up, tell me, I’ll get you more.”

A few days ago, at a seminar, Su Mian had mentioned the Nourishing Face Cream to her, and from her expression, Qiao Yun knew she must have run out, so she kept it in mind.

Su Mian held the package with both hands, treating it as if it were a treasure.

This was no ordinary Nourishing Face Cream; this was a treasure!

Su Mian’s heart felt warm. Although Qiaoqiao appeared cold, her thoughts were finer than anyone else’s.

Qiao Yun wasn’t actually having tender thoughts; she just had a strong observational ability.

“Is it really okay for you to give me something so precious? I heard this thing is very valuable,” Su Mian asked.

Lin Si had told her that this not-for-sale item was worth its weight in gold.

Su Mian thought she had been getting the Nourishing Face Cream through Qiao Se, never imagining it was Qiao Yun’s thuggish extraction, much to Qiaose Research Institute’s distress.

With so many items in the institute, did she have to dig eagerly into the not-for-sale products, ignoring the other research items?

Noticing that Su Mian really liked the Nourishing Face Cream, Qiao Yun asked thoughtfully, “Do you really like it?”

“Of course, it really works. My mom’s skin has improved after using it.”

“Oh, I see.”

Qiao Yun thought, since she liked it so much, next time she would mine a large tub for Su Mian.

“Sister, does only mom get a gift? I want one too,” Lu Zhanxing said, pretending to be jealous.

He had no schedule today. After working for several days, the endless string of appointments had finally ceased.

In fact, Qiao Yun had seen that Su Mian had not mentioned setting up Lu Zhanxing on a blind date recently, so with a flick of her hand, she let Lu Zhanxing have a few days off.

Qiao Yun said, “There are, just wait a bit longer.”

Lu Zhanxing had scars left from surgery on his body, and she planned to dig deeper into this topic after they had recovered from the loss of the Nourishing Face Cream incident.

Professor Qiao was still very understanding.

As they were speaking, the doorbell rang.

Su Mian went to answer the door, and upon opening it, she found Ye Miaoshan standing there, which immediately darkened her expression.

Before she had a chance to speak, Ye Miaoshan squeezed in without explanation, and Su Mian couldn’t stop her, her brows deeply furrowed.

Seeing the visitor, Lu Zhanxing’s face turned cold, “What are you here for?”

“You child, how could you speak to your aunt like that?” Ye Miaoshan chastised softly, remembering her reason for coming and quickly shut her mouth.

She turned to Qiao Yun, her eyes brimming red, “Qiaoqiao, your aunt already knows she’s wrong. Can you forgive me this time? You can hit or scold me, I’ll take it, just don’t let your uncle divorce me.”

If Qiao Yun spoke up to forgive her, Su Fan wouldn’t divorce her.

Qiao Yun said emotionlessly, “I won’t forgive, mistakes require lessons.”

Because of Ye Miaoshan, she was troubled by Zhou Xinyu, so she took away what belonged to Su Mian’s shares.

Again, because of Ye Miaoshan, her family was frightened, so she wouldn’t forgive.

“If Afan wants to divorce you, what use is it to ask Qiaoqiao?” Su Mian gave Ye Miaoshan not an ounce of kindness, “It’s your own doing.”

Ye Miaoshan looked at Su Mian’s mocking face, and Qiao Yun’s indifferent eyes.

She felt burning all over, her cheeks painfully hot.

She felt like a clown and a tremendous sense of humiliation welled up inside her.

Anger was rising in her heart, Ye Miaoshan clenched her hands tightly, but soon she calmed down.

She couldn’t lose her temper.

She must find a way to make Qiao Yun forgive her, otherwise, there was no going back with Su Fan.

She couldn’t afford to lose Su Fan, nor the position of Family Head of the Su Family.

If they really divorced, she could imagine how people in her circle would laugh at her.

“What must I do for you to forgive me? Should I kneel before you, kowtow, would that do?” Ye Miaoshan said, moving her body as if she was really going to kneel.

Qiao Yun looked coldly at Ye Miaoshan’s movements, making no move.

Su Mian subconsciously wanted to stop her, but Lu Zhanxing held her back.

Honestly, he was quite curious to see if Ye Miaoshan would actually kneel.

Ye Miaoshan hesitated and didn’t kneel, and seeing no one stopping her, she broke out in a cold sweat on her forehead.

“Why aren’t you moving?” Qiao Yun asked, puzzled.

Ye Miaoshan’s face showed total bewildering.

What does it mean?

She really wants to see her kneel, not fearing that it would shorten her life.

Ye Miaoshan’s voice choked, “Qiaoqiao…”

“One must keep one’s word,” Qiao Yun said sternly.

Ye Miaoshan was completely dumbfounded.

Seeing Qiao Yun’s serious expression, she inwardly clenched her teeth.

Alright then.

This young lady is quite ruthless.

Ye Miaoshan naturally couldn’t kneel before a junior, but thinking of Su Fan.

Her breathing became rapid, and she trembled with anger.

It took her a long while to grit her teeth and say, “So if your aunt kneels down, will you forgive me? After all, your aunt isn’t afraid of losing face at her age, nor of being talked about.”

Her words meant to imply, pressuring an elder to kneel, aren’t you afraid of being pointed at?

Qiao Yun didn’t understand her roundabout way, she didn’t respond to Ye Miaoshan’s words, only staring at her with clear, unblinking eyes.

Utterly unmoved.

Taking a deep breath as if making a resolution, Ye Miaoshan said, “Alright, I understand.”

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