The next day, Su Zhiruan arrived at the store to find a widow and an old crone standing at the entrance.
And skulking behind them was Su Caixia, who, unlike the two widows' arrogance and disdain, seemed to be harboring some malicious intentions.
Su Zhiruan had studied the original plot. The widow was easily swayed by a few words from others, and the instigator or the one behind the scenes was mostly Su Caixia.
"Well, well, I didn't think Zhao Di here had a mind for business," the widow clapped and sneered, "If we're talking about it, I am somewhat like your aunt. You handled this so ruthlessly, your business definitely won't take off."
Su Zhiruan's expression was indifferent, and so was her tone, "Looking for trouble?"
Having experienced the previous two worlds, she found that her disposition had grown much more mature. For such vile people, who only wished others ill, there was no need for many words, let alone wasted breath. When in doubt, call the police.