"i know." fu jiatong replied impatiently.
she knew that her father was useless!
why was she not the president's daughter?
……
back in her bedroom, fu jiatong smashed an antique vase on the table onto the floor, still feeling angry.
zhong xiuna, who had been waiting in her room, was startled when she heard the loud sound of the porcelain breaking. she lowered her head and didn't dare to make a sound.
"uncle president is only coming back in two weeks! no, i can't wait anymore. i must teach that little b * tch luo chenxi a lesson!"
moreover, even if mr. president came back, he might advise her to bear with it because of the friendship between the two families.
on the other hand, she ... only wanted luo chenxi to fall to the ground and never get up again!
she glared at zhong xiuna and said, " are you an idiot? why are you still standing there? hurry up and think of a way!"
zhong xiuna's forehead was covered with cold sweat.