C235 Like My Little Aunt

Zhuang Jingrui got up and called to report something. Su Yirou took a sip of tea. With the good tea and her current good mood, she took two sips in a row.

Her gaze fell on Zhuang Jingrui's office and looked around. If Yimu didn't die, she would spend the rest of her life in luxury, with a husband who loved her and her parents who loved her. But she probably didn't have anything