"Guihua." Zhang Chunxiang waved at Chen Guihua, her expression a cold mask.
They usually did not get along and often quarreled in front of their mother-in-law. Chen Guihua's original plan involved ignoring Zhang Chunxiang, but curiosity won out, and she decided to see what the latter wanted. With a quick brush of her hand, she rid herself of the dust clinging to her pants and returned the greeting.
"What is it?"
"Su Wen and He Yulan are business partners. Have you heard? They're selling steamed cakes." Zhang Chunxiang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, her lips a fine line that accentuated her mean look.
A few days ago, she had failed to catch him in the act. Instead, she had made a fool of herself. Reining in her anger had been difficult - one exacerbated by the news she heard from Pingping, whom she had tasked to keep an eye on Su Xuewu. Pingping had kept a vigil over Su Xuewu, but he did nothing to draw her suspicion. Eventually, Pingping turned her sights outward.
