"You really are foolish; if you want to kill, kill the right person. What good would it do to kill Qiao Jiezhe?" Rong Hua pushed the wheelchair to her daughter's bedside, a rare tenderness in her eyes.
Qiao Yue'er frowned, "Mom, what do you mean?"
"Kill Qiao Qiqi!"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Yue'er's pupils contracted violently.
"Mom, you know how tough Qiao Qiqi is."
"Don't forget, you've already changed your face. Even if you stand right in front of Qiao Qiqi, she wouldn't recognize you. Think of a thorough plan to kill her; once she's gone, the Qiao Family will crumble." Rong Hua said indifferently.
"But... but... Qiao Qiqi is too scary, I'm no match for her." Qiao Yue'er shrank her neck in fear.
"Fool! How do you know without trying? Qiao Qiqi is just a student; she can't eat you, can she? Remember, you've changed your identity now."
Rong Hua thought of her hatred towards Qiao Qiqi and felt compelled to find a gun to take her down.
Qiao Yue'er was the best candidate.
