Upon hearing Qiao Yun's name, a barely disguised loathing flashed across Jiang Jing's eyes.
"In my opinion, Qiao Yun is deliberately opposing you," Xu Qiao argued persuasively, "If she knew that someone from the Huo Family was coming, she might again resort to some petty tricks against you."
Qiao Yun had made Jiang Jing suffer twice: once at the auction on the cruise ship and once at the assessment at Tianqi Research Institute.
Every time, it was Qiao Yun's shadow behind the scenes that made her so suspicious.
Xu Qiao snorted, her voice carrying both pride and resignation, "It's because you're too talented that you attract so much hatred. I've seen this sort of mentality before; people like Qiao Yun can't stand seeing someone with talent. They'd rather see them fall into a mire and not be able to climb out, afraid that you'll grow and block their path."
As Jiang Jing listened to Xu Qiao's analysis, she felt a bit better inexplicably.
