"Changchuan, go take a look."
When Lu Changling appeared, compared to the cheerful faces of the people in the banquet hall, her face was almost unpleasant to look at.
Old Madam Lu was angered, and Lu Changling had been reprimanded quite a bit lately.
The elders felt she was immature.
Her peers felt she was unfilial.
Even those little kids, five or six years old, made faces at her when they saw her, saying that Auntie drove the great-grandmother mad, and even they were better behaved.
If it weren't for it being New Year, Lu Changling almost wanted to leave.
She thought she could take the New Year as an opportunity to say something soft in front of her grandmother to smooth over the past unpleasantness.
But Lu Changling didn't expect that while her grandmother didn't mind, her grandfather stared at her angrily, saying she still didn't understand life at her age and didn't need to go to the company anymore.
