A quiet room.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Xin Zaozao's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Luo Xiaolang rose to open the door.
Standing at the door was Wu Qianyuan.
Xin Zaozao signaled to Luo Xiaolang to let her in.
Wu Qianyuan looked at Xin Zaozao and gave a shallow smile, "Zaozao, can I talk to you?"
Xin Zaozao closed her laptop, her demeanor distant, and responded, "What do you want to talk about?"
"I know that your relationship with mum and Cidian is not very good. But no matter what, even though uncle has passed away, we're still a family. Mum was probably too emotional that day, you should just let it go, should you not?" she asked, with the sweetness that would likely dazzle any man.
But Xin Zaozao was not a man, and thus unmoved.
Wu Qianyuan felt somewhat awkward, growing up spoiled, she had never been disregarded like this.
