Gu Jiajia was a smart person. Hearing Tang Huai's question about Zhan Tingzhi, she didn't need Zhan Tingzhi's prompting look and went straight upstairs.
Seeing Zhan Tingzhi looking preoccupied, Tang Huai knew he had something to say to her; thus, she moved a stool over and sat down in front of him.
She watched him with a smile, her tiny lips upturned slightly, very cute and naive-looking.
Zhan Tingzhi looked at her and was momentarily stunned.
He sat up straight and said to her, "Jing Xuan's grandmother really doesn't like you."
"Mhm, I know," Tang Huai nodded, indicating that she had long been aware of that fact.
Ever since she was young, she knew that Jing Xuan's grandmother didn't like her.
Her ideas were becoming increasingly feudal; the longer she lived, the more she regressed.
She was an old lady who strongly favored boys over girls, and her personality had grown more and more stubborn.
