A procession trudged toward Zhang Fenglan's house, and along the way, Zhao Chunhua wouldn't stop shouting, clearly thrilled for everyone to know how delighted she was.
Su Shuixian, unable to stop them, could only huddle at the back of the group, looking for an opportunity to slip away.
Su Jiaojiao glanced over and, with a smile, pulled Huo Xuehui with her to Su Shuixian's side.
"Sister Shuixian, I owe you an apology. I always called you slow before, but now I see you're actually quite clever,"
"you even knew to set it all up in advance, planting stuff at Lin Anning's, once this blows over, I'll definitely take you to Beijing to have a look."
"Isn't that right, Sister Xuehui?"
At this point, Huo Xuehui felt like she was about to explode, unable to even grunt in response.
As her home loomed closer, Su Shuixian's heart pounded like a drum.
"Jiaojiao, I have something to tell you..."
Before she could finish, a shout came from Zhao Chunhua up ahead.
