Chi Yu was not deaf.
The young girl didn't bother to avoid anyone, likely because she believed that her family, who adored her, would stand by her no matter what happened. Thus, she acted with reckless abandon.
Chi Yu wasn't picky with food. As long as it wasn't some bizarre concoction, she would eat almost anything.
But there was one thing she would never consume.
What was it?
A loss.
"Grandmother," Chi Yu lightly tugged on the Old Matriarch's sleeve, her face full of curiosity as she pointed at Gu Mingrui. "Who is she? Why did she start cursing at people as soon as she arrived?"
The Old Matriarch, for reasons unknown, did not reprimand Gu Mingrui. She simply told Chi Yu, "That's your second aunt's granddaughter, Gu Mingrui—the one who had a small disagreement with your father earlier."
Realization dawned on Chi Yu. "Ah, no wonder she's so ill-mannered. It must be inherited."
