C72 Nanny Dung

A fourteen-year-old girl like Su Yu'an didn't really worry her. After all, she wasn't new to this era; she'd lived here long enough to know the ropes. Observing the way the girls from the Jiang family interacted, it was clear their home wasn't exactly peaceful either.

Su Yu'an glanced at the sky. It was a clear blue with fluffy white clouds, but a dark cloud loomed in the distance