The younger son didn't suspect a thing, easing Tong Huaqiong's nerves.
But sooner or later, Gu Jingzhe would find out about the space, and Tong Huaqiong didn't plan to keep it from him forever.
The reason she didn't want to say it now was that she still didn't quite trust Gu Jingzhe, unless he completely changed.
Otherwise, considering Gu Jingzhe's past behavior of sacrificing his beloved Lu Zhaozhao for his future, knowing there's a space, he might just sacrifice her, his old mother, too.
However, no matter in his past or current life, Gu Jingzhe's filial piety was praiseworthy, yet she still didn't dare bet on it now.
"It's in my room."
Tong Huaqiong led Gu Dahuan and Gu Jingzhe to her room.
"The nitrogen fertilizer's right here," Tong Huaqiong said, pointing to the fertilizer on the ground.
She couldn't wait to get rid of the stuff, the entire room filled with a pungent chemical smell.
