Meanwhile, An Xiaolan had been all smiles the entire time, the kind that was so openly cheerful it fostered a sense of likability.
There was no sign of any other emotion.
Gu Qiaoqiao could still tell that An Xiaotong was close to Grandma An, and that An Xiaotong's biological mother and older brother had a good relationship with An Xiaolan.
But when An Xiaotong's mother looked at her daughter, there was a strange complexity to her gaze that she couldn't quite explain.
This really was a peculiar family.
But who could have expected?
In five years, by 1991, the only one left in this family would be An Xiaolan.
Grandma An, who would suffer a stroke and become a vegetative, was essentially the living dead.
The rest... were all dead...
A chill went through Gu Qiaoqiao's heart. Could An Xiaolan of the An Family really be innocent?
Since the An Family was in a hurry to get back to treat An Xiaotong's illness, they prepared to take their leave and set off.
