Quan Jue and Chi Jiao walked to Liu Ruhua together. Quan Jue obediently greeted her.
"Good child, come and sit down," Liu Ruhua said with a smile.
Quan Jue and Chi Jiao sat beside her. Liu Ruhua looked at them, feeling increasingly satisfied.
"Jiaojiao, don't just focus on those things. Do more of your own stuff." Although Liu Ruhua wasn't in White City, she and Ou Zhenglin worried about Chi Jiao every day. Every few days, they would ask Yan Zhengchen and Gong Lu about her.
They knew that Chi Jiao had been busy with 117 recently and knew that she had encountered some danger.
Their hearts ached for her.
But there was no choice. This was the path Chi Jiao had to take.
"I understand, Grandma. How have you been?" Chi Jiao smiled sweetly at her.
