Bring Zi'an Here

Lin Lanfang sneered. "This is your upbringing, no manners at all. Even the homeless people on the street are more refined than you!"

Gu Wan'an didn't react in the slightest, painlessly, as if she didn't hear it at all.

On the contrary, Gu Baiping couldn't sit still. She wanted to get up, but just as she moved a little, she was held down by Gu Wan'an. "Be good and sit still. Drink the chicken soup first. Otherwise, it will get cold later."

As she spoke, she didn't stay idle either. She fed her spoonful after spoonful of chicken soup.

Lin Lanfang was treated like air. She was completely ignored, but she couldn't leave.

Her face was livid.

After drinking the chicken soup, Gu Wan'an wiped the corner of Gu Baiping's mouth with a towel, and then her gaze fell on Lin Lanfang.

"A check for half a million. The password is my birthday." Lin Lanfang placed the check on the table.