Only half an hour's drive away, the Yan Family's home was not far from that of the Zhu Family. Within that half-hour, Zhu Qianying didn't stay in the living room but using the excuse of needing to pack a few things before leaving, she retreated to her room.
She wasn't stupid, of course, she wouldn't sit in the living room just to hear pointless chatter. Having heard this kind of chatter over the years, it could no longer hurt her, but she was also reluctant to be used as a free dart target.
By the time she came downstairs with her backpack filled with clothes, she overheard Zhu Shaofen talking to Zhu Zhizhou.
"Weren't they supposed to pick her up in December? Why are they in such a hurry? Do they hold our Zhu Family in contempt? Or is it just that all men are the same, unable to resist temptation?!"
