CHAPTER 796: CHAPTER 796 THE SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES OF GU JINRONG’S ANGER (8)

No.

She didn’t feel aggrieved, not in the slightest, nor did she have any inclination to cry.

On the contrary, it was only a series of shivers that rattled her body—trembles of cold laughter that seemed to permeate from her bones, desperate to burst forth.

For what reason?

It all boiled down to a single word: money.

The other party thought her shabby, considered her poor and powerless, and thus unworthy of their Xiao Family’s grand doors. She shouldn’t reminisce about how things once were—no, once someone comes into money, their very nature changes. They believe themselves no longer of that world and cannot allow anyone from that world to enter, lest they be constantly reminded of their past self.

She understood the thoughts of the old crocodile and Madam Xiao.

How could she not?

People like Aunt Qiu, weren’t they the same? Gu Nuan had watched her since childhood and knew all too well what was going on.

These grudges and gratitude amongst people were all there was to it.

Besides, she had already experienced agony that cut to the bone.

That pain, when someone, by virtue of their wealth and power, cruelly took away those she held dearest.

Perhaps the old crocodile himself had never tasted such bitterness.

Downstairs, the few people huddled together, truly worried. Zhong Qiaohui, pushed forward by some men since she’d be easier to talk with being a woman, stood at the door of Gu Nuan’s room, knocked, and called with a clear voice, "Gu Nuan, it’s me. May I come in?"

At that moment, they had all forgotten that Gu Nuan was deaf and couldn’t hear.

But from inside, soon enough, came two words:

"Come in."

Her voice sounded utterly calm, as if nothing had happened.

Zhong Qiaohui and the others exchanged glances, feeling awkward, unsure of how to face her or what to say.

Zhan Dapeng and his cohort knew only that Gu Nuan was different from ordinary people, truly different.

With courage mustered, Zhong Qiaohui pushed the door open.

Peeking inside, she saw Gu Nuan standing by the window.

Dressed as usual in understated, elegant light-colored clothing, a simple wool cardigan accentuated her slim and delicate figure.

Turning her head, Gu Nuan’s eyes met theirs. In the sunlight streaming through the window, her light brown eyes appeared hazy, imparting a misty, cold elegance that was utterly elusive.

Zhong Qiaohui nervously swallowed.

Gu Nuan said, "If your family insists and wants me to leave, I can oblige."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng, who had been behind Zhong Qiaohui, hurriedly wheeled forward, telling her, "As long as you’re here, no one will dare drive you away. I am the master here; my word is final."

The others nodded in agreement with Zhang Sanfeng’s words, unlike the old crocodile who wouldn’t be reasonable.

However, Gu Nuan responded to their stance with just a faint smile, like it was to be expected, yet also as if it was unlikely to come to any good, saying, "No worries, I will find another place to live."

After saying this, she walked past the group, brushing by them.

At this, Zhong Qiaohui grew anxious, rushed over, and grabbed Gu Nuan’s arm, "Where are you going?"

"Nowhere in particular," Gu Nuan replied, as if she found the question odd, "I’m just heading to the kitchen. Qingqing will be waking up soon and will need something to eat."

Zhong Qiaohui was stunned on the spot, and the rest were baffled.

Once she let go of Gu Nuan’s hand, Gu Nuan addressed the group saying, "It’s best if you don’t interfere in my affairs; otherwise, it will only become more troublesome."