Later on, Qiao Xiuli came to deliver some ingredients for making sweet pastries on behalf of the Grace Defender Duke Manor.
The cellar of Gu Nuo'er's shop was filled to the brim.
Qiao Xiuli sat in the wheelchair and smiled as he looked at his sister. Her small body was running back and forth happily.
The servant, A'Zhong, was very emotional. "The little princess is so precious. It's so tiring to open a shop. With a single order, countless people will come forward to help. Why does she still want to do these things personally?"
Qiao Xiuli said indifferently, "Nuo'er was taught very well and has always been self-reliant. As long as she's happy, I'll be happy too."
A'Zhong nodded in agreement.
"Young Master, your legs have gotten much better recently. Do you want to tell the little princess?"
However, there was a hint of confusion on Qiao Xiuli's handsome face.
"No need. I'll tell Nuo'er when I can completely stand up."