Chapter 4317 What Kind of President, Isn't It Fragrant to Set up a Stall? (122)

Seeing Su Qiao, who was tall and slender, dressed in a straight suit, and looked competent and energetic, she immediately left the reporter and walked to Su Qiao's side.

With her chest raised and her chin raised, her red lips were filled with high contempt: "Su Qiao, I said, I will stomp you under your feet."

"Your mother can't win against my mother, and you will never win against me. You are only worthy of your illiterate mother, pushing a small car to the roadside stalls all your life, eating the cheapest roadside stalls, and wearing the cheapest clothes. Stall goods."

"After today, you will be disgusted by everyone like the bedbug in the stinky ditch, that is, the mouse crossing the street, who can only hide in the dark corner forever and envy me."

Su Qiao didn't want to talk to this idiot, but the stinky woman brought up her original mother again.

It annoyed her a bit.

Su Qiao sneered and stared at Yu Aiwei with disdain: "Oh, envy you?"

"Do you envy you for having a stupid head? Or do you envy you for having a dirty body and a dirty heart?"

"My mother is not educated, but she is not like your mother, who robs other people's men shamelessly. It's not right to be a good young lady, but she wants to be a junior who can't stand on the stage. She gave birth to you who is also unscrupulous. The illegitimate daughter came out."

Yu Aiwei gritted her teeth in anger, she turned her head and glanced at the fans and reporters below the steps, showing an elegant and gentle smile.

"You scold, scold, because soon you will have to scold against the white walls of the prison."

Su Qiao raised her lips coldly towards her back: "I will give you this sentence in return."

"I hope you don't regret the choice you made now."

Yu Aiwei, who had already walked up the steps gracefully, was about to join her family and walked into the court hall together, turned her head back when she heard this, with a smile on her lips and a flamboyant expression:

"I have never known what it means to regret, Yu Aiwei. The one who regrets in the end must be you. You will regret doing the right thing with Yu Aiwei."

"Xiaowei, no need to say more, come here."

Although the old man Yu was seventy years old, he was in high spirits and sharp eyes.

He held his hands behind his back and looked aloof, and he didn't even give Su Qiao a straight eye.

Maybe in his opinion, Su Qiao is just a nouveau riche with a little money, and he has gotten to where he is today with unprofessional means. With such achievements, it is not worth his wasting any energy on her at all.

If it wasn't for his granddaughter, he wouldn't care about such a small ant that he could handle at will.

"That's right, Xiaowei, don't lose your worth."

One is the mud in the ground. No matter how you climb, it is impossible to climb to the clouds. How does it compare with the little princess in his home?

The old lady Yu's expression became even more arrogant. After holding her granddaughter's hand, she glanced in the direction of Su Qiao contemptuously, and then turned her head.

As if looking at her one more time, it seems that she has lost her identity.

Su Qiao only thought that this family was really ridiculous.

"Oh, these days, there are so many people who seek death by themselves."

It’s okay to be young, but the old don’t even take their brains away.

If it was her, she would definitely check for the first time whether the products produced by her factory really had any problems, instead of blindly trying to figure out some things that didn't exist.

Su Yunyang, who was walking behind them, looked at Su Qiao without speaking, but finally came over, pulled Su Qiao aside, and said in a low voice, "Little Qiao, the court has not yet opened, and it is too late for you to regret it."