Gong Ruini was preoccupied, running absent-mindedly.
But Gong Jiaxin was different; although she'd often come here on weekends, she would only go into Wan Qiweng's house, and just heard about the rest, never visiting.
"This place is so pretty."
"This lake looks different from what you see through the window." Gong Jiaxin really didn't expect so many people running early in the morning.
What surprised Gong Jiaxin more was that on the way, people kept greeting Gong Ruini.
"Hello." When Gong Ruini heard someone greeting her, she stopped worrying. Since she couldn't solve the troubles, she had to wait for Gong Jiaxin to figure it out.
Sometimes pressure is really something hard to describe; without pressure is not good, but too much pressure is quite troublesome too.
Even though everyone found it strange that Gong Ruini suddenly had someone running with her, they just glanced and didn't mention it.
