Gu Che's mother, that gentle and virtuous foreign woman, sat next to Qinghe with her head down, not saying a word. Seeing Qinghe frown, she thought she might not be aware of the situation and quietly explained to her, "The entire upper-class circle of Beijing is discussing rumors that you're the 'wolf girl,' with the news even reaching the ears of the old man."
To Qinghe's surprise, she looked at her fourth aunt and asked, "What's going on?" It wasn't just the school; the news had spread to the entirety of the upper-class society. Who would target her like this deliberately? She was always busy filling her coffers, only dealing with things as they came, and as long as it wasn't too excessive, she wouldn't mind. She shouldn't have offended anyone, should she?
