Yun Bilu pursed her thin lips tightly. Looking at the sly old fox, a glint flashed across her eyes as she said calmly,""Uncle, you must be joking. How could I be angry with you?"
Only the elders you cared about would be angry with him. Those you didn't care about would never be angry.
She, Yun Bilu, had also understood many things from that life-and-death experience. For some people, even if you treated them well, they might not see your kindness.
Putting yourself in his shoes might not be enough to exchange for a sincere heart.
It was just like how she treated her elder, Huang minglin. Because he was Huang yize's father, she tried her best to be filial and care for him. However, he always considered his own interests and treated her as an outsider in the end.
If not for her master and mistress, if not for her own strength, she would not be standing here today.
