Indeed, everything had happened according to Gu Qiaoqiao's expectations.
To Gu Qiaoqiao, this was merely a little interest she had collected.
She had seen her a few times and couldn't help but marvel at her elegance and nobility despite her youth.
It seemed that time had left no marks on her face.
These might have been her calling cards in high society.
They were also a source of her pride.
If she had aged twenty years in one month, Gu Qiaoqiao believed, it would be more unbearable for her than losing two million.
And this was not any retribution, but a consequence brought about by human actions.
Perhaps, you could never understand the deep thoughts of such an old woman, but Gu Qiaoqiao thought, who doesn't want to stay young forever.
There is always a difference between white hair and black hair.
And Ning Wanru indeed turned into the person Gu Qiaoqiao had hoped for.
Yet, Gu Qiaoqiao was still unaware of this.
