"My purpose?" Zhong Niangyao smiled with a hint of profound meaning, "I want to bring down Li Jingming! Isn't that obvious?"
Such a straightforward answer nearly overwhelmed Old Mrs. Lai, who frowned, "Is this out of love turned to hatred?"
Although she felt this possibility was slim, it was the only reason she could think of now. However, looking at Zhong Niangyao's expression, she did not seem to hold any fondness for Li Jingming.
With such an attitude from Zhong Niangyao, she couldn't honestly claim that Li Jingming deserved her.
"Old lady, you are really overthinking it," Zhong Niangyao found it amusing and shook her head, "This place isn't a garbage recycling center, willing to take in any trash."
Old Mrs. Lai grew curious, "Then what is it for really? I've never seen you take any action before, so why now suddenly—"
It wasn't surprising that she was curious.
