Qiao Anxia stood up to open the door. When she saw Han Ruchu, she smiled. "Auntie Xu."
Han Ruchu ignored her. Without changing her shoes, she stomped into the house.
When both Qiao Anxia's mother and father saw her expression, they knew that something was wrong. They glanced at each other and mother Qiao stood up with a smile on her face. "Ruchu, what happened? Why are you so angry?"
Han Ruchu remained silent, tossing the photos onto the coffee table.
Both Qiao Anxia's parents froze, then reached to pick a photo each. The moment they took in their contents, their faces paled instantly.
After a moment, father Qiao said, " Ruchu, there could be a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? I hope it's a misunderstanding, but the photos are out, so how can you call this a misunderstanding? Now, the entire Beijing business circle is aware of this scandal, your precious niece cuckolded my son! I'm sure they're all laughing at my Jiamu right now!"