Zhou Ya and the other girl hurried to pick up the cart.
"The back-basket and the other basket, too. Put them back properly for me."
Zhou Gu'er commanded with a cold expression. Even though her heart was pounding, she put on a frigid act.
The two of them scrambled to set the back-basket and the other basket right.
"C-can you let go now?"
Tears streamed from Zhou Mei's eyes—partly from the pain, and partly from the shame. 'To be taken down by a mere adopted daughter... how utterly humiliating!'
"Let go? Fine."
But after saying that, Zhou Gu'er didn't loosen her grip.
"You have to promise me you'll stop coming after me from now on."
Zhou Gu'er stated her condition.
