And in the living room on the second floor, the atmosphere was much more "tense".
Gong Qing crossed her arms, deliberately put on a stern face, and turned her back to Lu Xiaoying, her shoulders slightly moving as if she was quite angry.
"Oh my dear granny!"
She intentionally stretched the tone, her voice full of "grievance" and "resentment".
"You should have told me earlier that your family has such incredible connections! Have you always been treating me like a fool?"
Making me run around begging everyone last night over that lousy contract, got scolded so harshly by President Zhao, nearly turned my hair white!"
Lu Xiaoying stood behind her, her beautiful eyes wide open, her face full of innocence and bewilderment.
"Sister Qing, I... I really didn't know!" She hurriedly explained, her voice tinged with a bit of a coquettish tone.
"Grandpa, he... he did tell me some stories from the past when I was younger, but how could I know they were all true?
