Brother?
Ridiculous.
What kind of brothers were those cousins of hers from the Marquis Mansion?
Listening to Na Kesi, she seemed to rely a lot on that brother.
Is this some kind of joke?
Other than asking her for silver, those cousins from the Marquis Mansion never showed up before her unless it was to engage in constant cockfights and nocturnal revelries. Had it not been for her parents and grandmother, she would never have shown them a sliver of politeness.
Remembering her parents and grandmother, Murong Jiu frowned again.
Strange, she used to care so much about them, why does remembering them now feel so emotionless?
Someone was guarding outside the door.
Murong Jiu lay motionless on the bed.
But this was better than last night's situation. At least, Granny Cui wasn't staring at her beside the bed.
