Luo Qiao followed the onlooker's gaze and saw the Gao Family approaching. Li Xiulan immediately spotted Luo Qiao in the crowd and, with a beaming smile, made a beeline for her.
Seeing the look in Li Xiulan's eyes, Luo Qiao felt uncomfortable, thinking, 'This woman is up to no good.'
"Luo Qiao, why haven't we seen you at work these past few days?" Li Xiulan pretended to be close, attempting to grab Luo Qiao's arm.
With cautious movements, Luo Qiao dodged: "Good morning, Auntie Li."
Li Xiulan clearly saw Luo Qiao's subtle evasion but still cheerfully said, "Luo Qiao, if there's any heavy work you can't handle, just tell Auntie. It's no trouble for someone from a big family like mine to lend a hand."
Luo Qiao eyed this village gossip, known to never do anything without expecting something in return, and wondered what ulterior motives she might have for being so unexpectedly kind.
Luo Qiao smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie," her politeness tinged with aloofness.