Gu Jiaojiao hurriedly nodded her head, wiping the sweat off her face, genuinely a bit scared. She hadn't expected Sister Little Nuan's anger to be more frightening than her parents'.
She quickly raised her hand to promise, "Sister Little Nuan, I-I-I... I promise I won't be picky again, I was wrong, I really was wrong, and I won't compare Sister Shu Xiang to you anymore."
Because there truly was no comparison.
Previously, it was all her own petty thoughts, but now that they had been openly exposed, even though she was young, she felt very embarrassed.
She didn't dare to look at Song Yunuan.
Song Yunuan wasn't planning to say anything more; in fact, she had countless ways to teach Gu Jiaojiao a lesson.
But Gu Jiaojiao had grandparents, parents, and an older brother—truly, it wasn't Song Yunuan's place, and she didn't have the time to meddle in such trifling matters.
As long as Gu Jiaojiao would be well-behaved and not provoke her from now on, that would be sufficient.
