In response to Xia Molan's continually aggressive demeanor, Gu Nanqiao had initially ignored her, remained calm, and eventually, her calm gave way to a cold sneer.
She truly didn't want to engage in any verbal conflict with her unless absolutely necessary, after all, she was an elder.
But Xia Molan's constant overstepping of boundaries would, sooner or later, push her too far.
"Mom, rest assured, even if I don't agree to a divorce right now, it's definitely not because I covet the Fu Family's wealth."
If she agreed to a divorce now, it would indirectly be the same as admitting she had done something wrong.
She hadn't done anything, and she certainly wouldn't allow herself to be weak.
Gu Nanqiao's contemptuous gaze then turned to Qin Jiaran, with a slight tug at the corner of her lips, "Also, my possessions, even if I no longer want them, I wouldn't give them away to people I disapprove of."
As the final tone fell, Gu Nanqiao raised her eyebrows.