She didn't need to worry about that woman anymore. She had fired her shot, and it was a direct hit. The executive in her knew when to step back and let the system run its course.
Now, with the heavy cloud of the marriage push temporarily lifted, Huaijin's thoughts happily returned to the immediate, sugar-coated task at hand: the strategic consumption of the remaining lemon tarts, enjoying the peace she had so fiercely fought for.
"Grandpa," Huaijin said sweetly, picking up her fork and pointing to a slice of cheesecake, her expression now perfectly innocent. "Since the matter of the bitter-sludge-woman is settled, may I inquire about this particular cheesecake?"
Grandpa Chi merely stared at her for a moment, then let out a slow, heavy breath. He smiled thinly, a mix of admiration and fear in his eyes. "You may, child. You absolutely may." The complexity of the Chi family had just increased tenfold, thanks to his little granddaughter.
