Mrs. Chen's gaze fell upon her daughter, her hair still in disarray, her demeanor rushed and flustered. She sighed, recalling her previous suspicion that her daughter was secretly dating. Now, it seemed, her daughter was still quite wild.
However, she found herself craving some pastries. "Isn't that a large box you have there? Can't you spare some for your mother?"
When it came to Gu Zi, Mrs. Chen knew that the child made delicious pastries. Gu Zi used to frequently bring over treats, and she and her husband would joke about enjoying the benefits of their son's friendship.
Unfortunately, she couldn't help but sigh heavily. If she had known it would come to this, she wouldn't have agreed to the Gu family's proposal, allowing Lin Miao to fulfill this marriage contract.