C199 All the Grass in My Head

Zhou Yuvzhao's brows creased even more fiercely. As expected, dog meat couldn't get on the chopping block. No matter how rich Dunkin Ling was, she was just a vulgar woman. No wonder Zhao Duocai despised her.

What a poor child.

"Where's Aunt?"

"Going to the old house next door to pack." Dunkin Ling carelessly smeared her hand across Gou Sheng's face