"You..." Gu Qiaoqiao glared at Gu Qingfeng, wanting to say, I haven't eaten a grain of your rice, or drunk a drop of your water, what right do you have to discipline me?
However, since Old Man Gu was well into his eighties, she had, with great difficulty, pulled him back from the brink of death time and again, and did not want to upset him further.
She just pursed her red lips in anger without speaking.
"What do you mean 'You'?" Gu Qingfeng, seeing Gu Qiaoqiao's choked expression, laughed inwardly but still kept a stern face, "First go to Border City, then to Stone Town. I've heard that my other great-granddaughter not only performs well in her studies but is also sensible and well-behaved, and there's a great-grandson who dislikes studying, just like you..."
"What do you mean 'just like me'?" Gu Qiaoqiao's face turned red with anger.
"A perfect scholar you might be, marrying at such a young age, then having children in a few years; what else could you possibly achieve?"
