"Zhichuan said you're sick. When are you going to recover and move out? It's not suitable for you to live in his house, right?" Mrs. Gu's words sounded polite, but her expression didn't hide her displeasure. Looking at her, she seemed quite repulsed.
Feng Yangyang bit her lip.
Mrs. Gu glanced at her fragile appearance and felt a sense of aversion. She had seen the girls Gu Zhichuan had been interested in before, and every girl was more impressive than the one right in front of her.
"I've already found a suitable future daughter-in-law. I'll arrange for her to meet Zhichuan in the next few days. Miss Feng, girls should have self-respect and dignity. I believe you understand what I mean," Mrs. Gu said, her tone dripping with disdain.
Feng Yangyang forced a smile and replied, "Auntie, you're mistaken. Brother Gu just felt sorry for me and let me stay here to recover. You're thinking too much."
