508 Childhood Sweethearts

A well-dressed woman carrying a limited edition leather bag followed the police officer. Her well-maintained face was full of arrogance and disdain.

Especially when she saw Song Wanqiu, she sneered.

It was Qiao Man again.

Song Wanqiu's eyes darkened.

Her face was pale now; it was still red and swollen. However, when she looked at Qiao Man, she was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Song Wanqiu, I'm so happy to see you like this." Qiao Man played with her manicured nails. "Do you know why I hate you so much and insist on making you suffer?"

Song Wanqiu pursed her lips and remained silent.

Qiao Man leaned against the wall behind her with a lazy posture. "Let me tell you. I've known Rong Cheng since we were little, and we were childhood sweethearts. Both our families said that we were going to get married to each other in the future, and I did like him. I thought he liked me as well, but you showed up unexpectedly.