Gu Zi heard everything clearly, but those around her didn't dare to confront her directly. She had no desire to engage with them, nor did she feel the need to lose her composure over a few muttered words and disrupt the ongoing ritual. Thus, her demeanor remained calm and collected, her face adorned with a gentle smile. Her hair was neatly styled, and she was dressed in a traditional qipao, her entire appearance and aura radiating an enviable perfection.
However, Gu Zi's silence did not mean she would let the murmurs go unchallenged. Aunt Zhang, who was assisting with the preparations at the ancestral hall, was in the process of distributing the "blessing surplus" food to each table. She happened to be near the woman who had spoken, and she caught sight of her.
