Old Master Gu: "What nonsense about her being a good-for-nothing? That young lady is very capable; she got into Linjiang No. 1 Middle School on her own..."
"You believe that?" Mrs. Gu retorted directly, and Mr. Gu choked for a moment before falling silent.
Actually, he had some doubts in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have given that kind of answer just now.
After all, she was Ding Huizhu's biological daughter. The vice principal of Linjiang No. 1 Middle School was Ding Huizhu's senior. If they really came to ask for help, even if they didn't open the door wide, just giving the Xie family some key points before the exam would be enough to prepare them.
The old lady was wearing a dark blue cheongsam and her hair was tied up in a bun. Even though she had a full head of black hair and a face full of wrinkles, she still exuded an intellectual beauty.
She crossed her arms, her smile cold and stern, just as upright and unyielding as she had been in her youth: "For me, no favors matter; real talent and ability are the only true measure of success."
"Xie Buyun wants us to carry his granddaughter's sedan chair? He can only dream about it!"
After a long pause, the old man said, "I know you're speaking out for Ziyuan..."
“Shouldn’t we?” the old lady said. “What makes Ziyuan unworthy of my speaking up for her? Her academic achievements will only surpass those of you and me in the future!”
"I'm happy to speak up for capable people, so what?"
"Let alone a human, even an animal raised for more than ten years should have some affection. But look at how the Xie family treats Ziyuan. As soon as their biological daughter came back, they drove Ziyuan away and made way for her."
"Xie Buyun is blind and ignorant. Just wait and see, he'll regret it sooner or later!"
"When our Ziyuan rises to fame and shows her true abilities, the Xie family should regret it and beg her to come back!"
After the old lady finished speaking, she took the pastries off the tray untouched.
Old Mr. Gu was a little disappointed that he didn't get to eat his favorite snacks.
I had originally planned to take care of it myself, but I didn't dare to make my wife even angrier, so I secretly made a phone call.
"Um, Wenling, I need your help with something..."
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Outside the ward, Jiang Baili's expression stiffened slightly.
He clenched his fingers tightly into his palm, barely able to contain his inner rage.
What does Grandpa Xie mean by this? Hearing that Xie Li is going to participate in the No. 1 Middle School Encyclopedia King Challenge, he was afraid that she would lose and lose face, so he immediately called Grandpa Gu to tutor Xie Li!
She herself had never received such care from Grandpa Xie!
Xie Yunqiu, holding the medicine cup, saw her standing there blankly and asked with some confusion, "Bai Li, what's wrong? Move aside, your grandfather's medicine is ready, you need to drink it while it's hot."
She had originally intended to push the door open and enter, but after glancing at Jiang Baili and thinking for a moment, she placed the tray in Jiang Baili's hands.
"Be proactive later and feed your grandfather the medicine yourself."
Jiang Baili was getting impatient. "Isn't there a caregiver? Do I really need to do such a small thing?"
Why should she? When Grandpa Xie asked Grandpa Gu to take him on as a disciple, he never considered giving her away to his own niece!
Xie Yunqiu knew that she had been pampered since childhood, had never served anyone, and still had all the typical spoiled princess habits, so she quickly pulled her aside.
"What do you know? You fed it yourself, how can that be the same?"
She lowered her voice a little, "I've inquired about it. Xie Ziyuan has already become an apprentice of a renowned doctor in the capital. Her alchemy skills have improved by leaps and bounds recently, and she has even found a way to protect your grandfather's heart meridian."
"I guess it's this 'Heart-Fluttering Soup.' They're so amazing, and you can't do much else, but you can at least show your filial piety by their bedside, right?"
Jiang Baili stared at the bowl of thick herbal soup in front of her. It was a small bowl, but it felt unusually heavy in her hands.
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