Gu Xianian, confused and perplexed, asked Chi Yu, "Sister, this lady seems to be Brother's mother. What she said about the mistress…"
"Xian Xian." Qiao Yu's voice called from behind.
Chi Yu and Gu Xianian turned around together.
Qiao Yu, her expression as composed as ever, beckoned to Gu Xianian, "You have school tomorrow. Go upstairs, take a bath, and sleep early."
Typically, Gu Xianian would dawdle, pout, and beg for a little more time.
Yet tonight, an instinct told him something was off. Without protest, he obediently rose and left the living room.
Chi Yu was certain that Qiao Yu had seen what had just aired on the television.
Though she appeared calm on the surface, the slight tremble of her hand by her side betrayed her inner turmoil.
Chi Yu walked up to Qiao Yu, clasping her hand tightly, and said through clenched teeth, "Mom, don't worry. I won't let her get away with this."
Qiao Yu returned the grip, her fingers squeezing Chi Yu's hand repeatedly.
