Although Zhishui Residence and Miting Courtyard are both located in the fourth courtyard, they are situated in different directions, one to the east and one to the west, and both occupy a large area.

Normally, the journey wouldn't be far; it would only take about six or seven minutes to reach Mitingyuan. But in this critical situation, even a single extra second could be fatal for the elderly woman who was about to be harmed.

He died of a stroke three months later!

The Pei family had just seen Cui Xueheng off. If the old lady were to leave again a few months later, it would cause a huge uproar. Even a child could imagine the consequences.

This must never happen!

Meng Sheng and the maids and nannies at Miting Courtyard did not have direct contact information. Otherwise, it would have been much more convenient to make a phone call. She could also call Pei Sui, but she didn't dare to gamble that Pei Sui would be free to answer the phone at the moment.

She ran faster and faster, passing through corridors of all sizes and small courtyards, and finally reached the gate of Miting Courtyard in three minutes.

Before he could even catch his breath, he rushed into the main courtyard without hesitation.

The first person to see her was the nanny, A-Juan, standing in the courtyard. Behind her was the small Buddhist shrine, about seven or eight meters away from the shrine's entrance.

Seeing Meng Sheng running so fast, she was a little surprised and quickly stepped forward to support Meng Sheng.

He asked with concern, "Miss Meng, what's wrong?"

As she asked, she glanced behind Meng Sheng and saw only a few bewildered servants. "What happened?"

"Where's Grandma?" Meng Sheng closed his eyes, catching his breath, before a sharp look flashed across his taut, calm face. "Where is Grandma?"

Ah Juan was taken aback by her sharp demeanor, somewhat confused, but still pointed to the door behind her and said, "The old lady... is in the Buddhist hall, chatting with Miss Gu..."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Sheng had already rushed toward the door.

"Miss Meng!" Juan exclaimed in surprise.

Buddhist halls are places that require a lot of quiet, so the soundproofing is very good. Even if there are arguments or fights outside, it won't affect the inside.

So the two people inside didn't hear A-Juan's exclamation. Instead, the sudden noise of Meng Sheng kicking the door open startled the old lady and Gu Ci.

Gu Ci shuddered. For a moment, she thought it was a servant from Miting Courtyard who had come in with a broom and mop.

His expression, contorted with annoyance and hatred at the old woman's advice and lecturing, was interrupted as he had just conceived the evil thought of sending her to her eternal rest.

Meng Sheng looked up and caught a fleeting glimpse of the distortion on Gu Ci's face.

Her gaze shifted slightly, and seeing the old lady sitting unharmed on the prayer mat, her tense nerves completely relaxed.

Thankfully, I made it in time.

Grandma is alright.

"Sheng Sheng?" The old lady was quite surprised to see her.

Meng Sheng took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heartbeat. She walked up to the old lady, frowned, and stared sharply at Gu Ci. "What do you want to do?"

Gu Ci was startled, her heart skipped a beat.

Although the situation happened so suddenly that she paused for a few seconds, she quickly regained her composure. The sinister and ferocious look that Meng Sheng had captured on Gu Ci seemed like an illusion.

Now it has returned to its usual gentle, untouched, and pure white magnolia appearance.

Her eyes softened, and her expression was completely innocent. "W-what? I...I didn't mean to do anything..."

Meng Sheng found it amusing to see her acting so flawlessly, but her face and eyes remained devoid of any smile, only a chilling coldness. "Is that so? You really didn't intend to do anything?! Isn't it because I arrived just in time? Gu Ci, the most basic thing for a person is conscience. Before you start acting, why don't you examine your own conscience and see who you've been fair to!"

Gu Ci's face, which was not yet fully healed, turned deathly pale and bloodless.

Whom can we be fair to?

In her short 30 years, who has she been fair to?

It is no easy feat to have lived to this age in the face of two diseases that are almost equivalent to terminal illnesses.

As Meng Sheng said, who has Gu Ci ever been fair to?

Are they Gu Yuan and Liu Lingyi, her parents? Or is it her older sister Gu Qinglian, who has doted on her since childhood?

Or perhaps it was Grandma Pei who treated her like her own granddaughter since she was a child?

She was willing to use her own family members for her own purposes, and she even harbored murderous intentions towards the latter.

Such a thought only appeared in Gu Ci's mind for less than five seconds. She didn't even want to think about it deeply and didn't think she was wrong.

The reason she wanted to kill the old lady was because the old woman was not on her side at all. Every word she said was like a knife to her throat, and she was being taught how to be a person and how to do things. If she were a child, she would listen to her and think that what Grandma Pei said was right and that she was concerned about her.

But now, listening to these words, she only thought that this old hag was clearing away the obstacle for Meng Sheng, wanting her to get far away and not provoke Meng Sheng and Pei Sui anymore.

Gu Ci was just an insignificant outsider to her.

The immense disappointment made Gu Ci feel as if she were deep in a swamp, the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.

She secretly ground her back teeth, suppressing the raging anger and resentment in her heart, and once again put on that pitiful look, with tears welling up in her eyes, making her look pitiful.

“Miss Meng, I know… you hate me, but there’s been a misunderstanding between us, including what happened last time. I’ve been trying to explain things to you, but you won’t give me the chance. Today, I don’t know what I did to offend you again, to make you target me like this…”

As she spoke, she paused, suppressing a sob in her throat, and tears instantly streamed down her face.

It was as if they had suffered some great injustice.

She looked at the old lady again, "Grandma, you're right, I do have a strong attachment, but... I just can't let go. I understand what you just said. I can only blame myself for this. I never thought I'd come back alive. If I had known it would turn out like this, I would never have..."

As she finished speaking, her sobs grew louder and louder, almost drowning out her words.

Filled with deep regret and resentment.

These words were undoubtedly her heartfelt words.

But what's done is done, and no one can make things happen again.

Even her rebirth only took her two or three years to go back, and it was still four or five years before she resolutely went abroad.

This distance was something she couldn't control.

She desperately wanted to go back to the time before she went abroad, even just the time when she first arrived overseas.

She also had a chance to back out, but who could have imagined that Meng Sheng would also be reborn, exposing the fake marriage ahead of time and perfectly avoiding the trap set by Yu Qionghua for her.

She had also met Pei Sui beforehand.

"sorry."

She seemed to have a thousand words of bitterness to say, but in the end, looking at Meng Sheng's indifferent face, her eyes flickered for a moment, then she lowered her eyes and condensed into these three suffocating and powerless words. She grabbed the mask on the table and ran out of the Buddhist hall.

The nanny and maids outside were also stunned. None of them stopped her. They could only watch helplessly as Gu Ci ran back to her room crying.

Meng Sheng lowered her brows, her eyes remaining calm and unmoved by Gu Ci's words.

She already had a clear understanding of the fact that Gu Ci was a drama queen, and no matter how Gu Ci acted now, she would still find it fake.

Even if it's true, it's still fake.

It seems the story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf" didn't teach Gu Ci how to be a person.