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Jiang Xi entered the drawing room, where Lady Gu sat on a chaise lounge reading a magazine. Seeing her arrival, she closed the magazine and set it aside.

"You've arrived, take a seat."

Jiang Xi sat down on the single sofa next to her, "Lady Gu, I've come to take my mother home. Thank you for hosting her during this time."

Lady Gu looked at Jiang Xi, sizing her up from head to toe with a gaze that made Jiang Xi quite uncomfortable.

It was as though she was appraising goods, weighing and judging everything about them.

Lady Gu spoke up, "Jiang Xi, I've always raised you as my own daughter, and I even thought that after you graduated from university, I'd find you a good family. That way, you'd be provided for the rest of your life."

Jiang Xi pursed her lips slightly, "Lady Gu, that's too kind of you. I'm afraid I'm unworthy."