As Qiao Xuan entered, seven or eight pairs of eyes turned towards her, giving her a meaningful gaze.
The Qiao Family was clearly conveying a message through their looks.
Qiao Wei wore a proud expression on her face, relishing in Qiao Xuan's discomfort.
Qiao Xuan couldn't comprehend the situation—she just couldn't grasp it.
With outsiders present, everyone maintained a facade of respect towards one another. Qiao Xuan stopped fixating on Madame Qiao and greeted her with a smile.
Madame Qiao reciprocated the greeting and introduced the lady. "This is Madame Tang, you can address her as Auntie. Madame, this is my second daughter, Qiao Xuan. I apologize for not raising her properly."
Madame Tang forced a smile. "Madame Qiao, you jest…"
Qiao Wei interjected, "Yes, Mother, it's all a matter of destiny!"
"Qiao Wei, enough!" Madame Qiao snapped, giving her a stern glare.
Qiao Xuan was bewildered. She didn't care for the enigmatic conversation, but she greeted Madame Tang politely.
