This wasn't Xiao Yebai's loss, it was Xiao Shuju's!
Xiao Yebai was, after all, the future heir of Changda, under the current unchanging circumstances.
Compared to Xiao Shuju, Xiao Shulan was much more composed. They definitely couldn't let this prodigal son grasp their weakness and criticize vehemently, or they would surely be at a disadvantage. The key now was to shift the focus elsewhere.
Xiao Yebai's identity was special; he was the grand love of grandmother's heart, and they would inevitably be unable to argue with her. But another person was a different story entirely.
"Grandmother," Xiao Shulan had thought it through, her gaze landing on the hand that Xiao Yebai had wrapped around Gu Nuan's, "you haven't asked who Yebai is married to yet? He hasn't mentioned this publicly, and we genuinely didn't know."
This couldn't be the fox spirit, could it? Xiao Shuju thought secretly, sizing up the bare-faced Gu Nuan.
