Gu Lingling is almost certain that the mastermind behind Yao Ruanqian's death is Wang Meili. As for Old Mrs. Gu, whether she knew or not, Lingling would have to investigate slowly.
"I can't do it, but your aunt can." Old Mrs. Gu's eyes shifted, "Otherwise, how about this: you prepare the hawthorn and other things, I'll take them back and have your aunt make it for you and then bring it to you."
Bring it over?
Gu Lingling sneered, tossing the meat bun to the dog, expecting the dog to bring it back?
"If you can't, that's fine, I was just asking." Seeing Old Mrs. Gu's look, Gu Lingling turned to Gu Chunhai, "Dad, I'm going back to my room first."
Laziness overtook her to deal with this old woman.
"You... look at what kind of daughter you've raised, I'm still standing here as her elder." Old Mrs. Gu pointed at Gu Lingling, scolding, "Uncultured brat."
