Madam Gu stroked Gu Xiaoxiao's hair, her eyes flashing with intense murderous intent as she assured, "Don't worry, I won't let her off easily."
"Mom, soon she will be dead beyond recognition."
The more Zhuo Ya suffered, the happier Gu Xiaoxiao became.
What she wanted was precisely Zhuo Ya's pain.
"Mhm."
Lin Qing, I will soon send your daughter down to accompany you.
…
Zhuo Ya's birthday was approaching.
These days she's been unusually obedient.
She didn't go out and spent every day playing the piano in the villa.
In the past, she didn't dare to play the piano in the Gu Family home because Gu Xiaoxiao would cause her trouble.
But now, Zhuo Ya's status surpassed that of Gu Xiaoxiao in the Gu Family, and naturally, Gu Xiaoxiao didn't dare to bother Zhuo Ya. Plus, Gu Xiaoxiao was genuinely frightened of Gu Yanting and didn't dare to bully Zhuo Ya as before.
"Miss Zhuo, it's time to rest," a servant said as she placed a cup of milk in front of Zhuo Ya and instructed her.
