"She knows about Xuanxuan, but only because she heard you talking in your sleep. If she knew where that couple was, she would have run off to find them already!" Mo Guoqiang said.
"That's true! Thank goodness Xuanxuan has already transferred to the provincial city with that woman. The gossip in our village can't reach her there!" Liu Fengying sighed in relief. "Look at that dead girl, so quiet and sullen all day long. Turns out she's like a quiet chicken eating all the grain—she hid it from us, secretly currying favor with that old man and old woman. She knew the old man had some money, so she latched onto them! We didn't suspect a thing and let her get her way. It's infuriating!"
"What's the use of saying all this now? We need to think of a plan. We can't let her actually become successful. What if she starts traveling around and makes it to the provincial city?"
