She looked at her properly kept short hair. Because of her current pregnancy, she dared not use cosmetics carelessly. She simply wore sunglasses and a mask before entering the Han Family Courtyard.
It was still early, and many guests hadn't arrived yet.
Gu Xiaoer, familiar with the place, directly went to Old Mrs. Han's room.
She intended to probe first.
"Grandma..."
Gu Xiaoer, from several meters away, called out to the elderly woman lying in bed. The old lady, who should have been busy now, was quietly resting. Upon hearing the soft, familiar voice, she suddenly turned her head.
"Xiao Er?" Old Mrs. Han looked uncertainly at the girl with short hair, wearing sunglasses and a mask.
Gu Xiaoer took a few more steps forward and removed her mask.
"It's me." Her voice was tinged with sadness.
