In the recent days under Grandma Yao’s care, Lingling’s previously frizzy hair now looks a bit yellow but falls smoothly on her head. She has cut her bangs straight, which highlights her adorable apricot eyes.
Plus, eating well and sleeping well at Grandma Yao’s house, she can apply some aloe vera grown by Yao Zhenjiang on her face at night.
Her complexion is no longer the sallow yellow it used to be, as she stands gracefully there, no longer gloomy and depressed, giving off a refreshing feeling.
Is this girl really Gu Chunhai’s daughter, Gu Lingling?
When did she suddenly become so beautiful!
But it’s no surprise, Yao Ruanqian was beautiful back then, and Gu Chunhai’s looks weren’t bad either, so naturally, their daughter wouldn’t be far off.
Why didn’t I feel this way before?
Gu Juan was about to go mad with anger.
This damn girl dared to say such a thing in front of so many people.
Although what Gu Lingling said was true, seeing the villagers’ gaze on her, Gu Juan knew things had gone awry.
The image Wang Meili worked so hard to build was about to be destroyed by Gu Lingling.
"Lingling, are you still mad at me?" Gu Juan became upset, "My mom slapped me twice because of you, isn’t that enough to appease your anger?"
"I’ve already apologized to you, won’t you forgive me?"
"Then why did you say that to everyone?" Gu Lingling pinched the corner of her clothing, pursing her lips and asked Gu Juan, puzzled, "What suicide? What causing a ruckus so our family can’t live on?"
"Juanzi, do you still blame me for not giving you clothes?" Gu Lingling covered her mouth, her apricot eyes wide in surprise, looking at Gu Juan, "If you want them, just tell me. Didn’t you say we’re good sisters? Isn’t my stuff yours?"
"Take whatever you want. I... I won’t say anything anymore."
"Just... just could you please not say anything about me committing suicide? I swore in front of my mom’s grave that I’d live well."
Gu Lingling said, sobbing, "I’ll go home right now, I’ll go get the clothes for you now."
She said, and before Gu Juan could speak, covered her mouth and turned around, running towards home.
She wouldn’t give Gu Juan another chance to explain.
After running far away, Gu Lingling looked back with a smile towards the entrance of the village.
Let the villagers imagine for themselves, the effect will surely be better than if she explained it clearly.
"Oh no!"
As she turned her head, Gu Lingling ran into someone’s chest, a firm chest that felt somewhat familiar.
She held her forehead and looked up.
Yang Yunhai’s handsome face appeared right in front of her.
Gu Lingling was about to break down.
Why is Yang Yunhai here?
Why does nothing good happen every time she meets this person?
The first time she fell flat on her back in front of him, and the last time in the mountains, she clung to him like an octopus.
This time, did she just throw herself into his arms?
Why does he always see her at her most embarrassing moments?
"Why are you crying?" Yang Yunhai looked down at Gu Lingling, her apricot eyes still glistening with tears, "Is someone bullying you?"
His gaze lightly skimmed over the distant crowd, finally resting on Gu Juan.
Just a casual glance, and Gu Juan felt her whole body stiffen.
It’s almost May now, why does it suddenly feel so cold?
"No." Gu Lingling rubbed her nose, "Thank you."
Her voice was soft and tender, like a feather gently brushing over Yang Yunhai’s heart, making the coldness on his face finally warm a little.
"This... this man..." So scary!
Liu Miao trembled as she tugged on Gu Juan’s sleeve, "How... how does Gu Lingling know him?"
She wanted to know too!
She initially thought Gu Lingling wasn’t familiar with Yang Yunhai at all, but she didn’t expect, that person to protect Gu Lingling that much.
When did this damn girl manage to hold onto Yang Yunhai’s thigh!
She absolutely won’t agree to it.