Qiao Qingyu was actually quite happy about the change in Guo Guo.
Seeing Guo Guo turning towards the direction of the Zhao Family to the north, she called out loudly, "Guo Guo, how about having dinner at Aunt Qiao's house today? I've made a lot of tasty dishes, including your favorite, braised prawns in oil."
Guo Guo, with one hand on the bicycle handle and the other waving, said, "Aunt Qiao, I'm not eating at your place. I'm going home to eat..."
Then she sped off towards her own house like a bolt of lightning.
At that moment, Chaoxuan had already entered the house. He spoke in a carefree manner, "Mom, just wait and see, Guo Guo will come running over in a bit."
"Why would she? Didn't she say she wasn't coming?" Qiao Qingyu asked, puzzled.
"I just took a glance, her house's front door is locked."
Sure enough, not long after, the clanging sound of a bicycle could be heard.
