Gouwei Bacao waited for Yun Chujiu to finish her instructions before pushing the door open and leaving the house.
“Hong Ling, prepare the soft couch and send me to the ancestral residence,”Gouwei Bacao instructed.
Hong Ling immediately sent someone to prepare the soft couch. The soft couch was carried outside the Lan family’s ancestral residence. Gouwei Bacao then... rolled down the soft couch.
Gouwei Bacao realized that it had made a mistake. It revealed an embarrassed but polite smile and said,
“Sigh, my body is too weak. I accidentally fell down. Hong Ling, why didn’t you help me just now?”
Hong Ling:”...”
Hei Xinjiu:”...”
After saying that, Gouwei Bacao imitated Yun Chujiu’s usual way of walking and walked into the courtyard. Although it felt very awkward, it had to bear with it in order not to expose itself.
