Upon hearing Gu Qingqing's callous words, she let out a scornful laugh. "What's the matter? Uncle has been gone for so long, and you still want to keep yourself pure for his sake? Our ancestors are resting peacefully in their coffins. They can't rise from the dead to meddle with your affairs. Furthermore, who would even bother caring about you and your daughter?"
"**ch!" In that moment, Gu Panpan rushed forward and raised her hand to strike Gu Qingqing. However, the bodyguard swiftly intervened, pushing her to the ground and causing her elbow to bleed.
"Panpan! Why are you here?" Wan Chunling urged, concern in her voice. "You must go now; don't worry about me!"
Gu Panpan shot an angry glare at her arrogant cousin. "Do you use a toilet brush to clean that filthy mouth of yours? It's absolutely vile!"