A calm, faint retort: "What about you?"
Though she didn't spell it out, Gu Mingzhu's face instantly changed color.
Gu Hai resents her, her brother Gu Mingcheng doesn't like her, her husband divorced her, only her mother stands firmly by her side.
Gu Mingzhu's expression shifted; then she straightened her back, tightened her jaw, and said, "I'm doing well, too."
"I'm worried for you." Xu Nianhua was well aware that Gu Mingzhu's toughness was just a front; deep down, she was nothing but a paper tiger. Thinking of the person who once destroyed her family, and imagining her future downfall, brought her joy. A slight smile curled at her lips as she said: "The eldest daughter of the Gu Family—what a glamorous title. But I wonder, how long can you hold onto that seat?"
"What do you mean by that?" Gu Mingzhu's gaze was piercing, almost tangible, sharply fixed on Xu Nianhua.
