"No wonder you're my little sister, so kind-hearted." Gu Mingzhu praised, and when she praised someone, she always seemed eager to exalt them to the skies.
If it were someone else, they'd probably be overjoyed and lose their head.
But Xu Nianhua gripped the phone tighter, the more she listened the clearer her mind became—the more vigilant she felt. Gu Mingzhu had praised her like this before, but…
Nianhua lowered her gaze, quietly listening to Gu Mingzhu's flattery, not saying a single word.
"Nianhua, are you listening?" Gu Mingzhu sensed the silence on the other end and felt something was wrong.
"I'm here."
Nianhua replied, "Thanks for your compliment. My mom made steamed pork ribs for me today, I'm about to have dinner."
"..."
Gu Mingzhu was so angry she almost vomited blood. So after all that praise, she just got a few careless words in return?
