"I have already eaten," Gu Jiao said, "I am here to take you out of the residence."
Madame Yao was stunned.
Gu Jiao paused, then asked, "Are you... willing to move out and live with us?"
Madame Yao had dreamt of hearing these words, dreamt of living alongside her daughter.
But, not now.
Madame Yao reached out and touched the hair at her daughter's temple, "Did you come over so early just to take me out of the residence?"
Gu Jiao nodded honestly.
Madame Yao looked at her daughter fondly, "Jiaojiao... have you really accepted me?"
Gu Jiao was silent.
She didn't know.
What she could not accept was not Madame Yao, but her mother.
But Madame Yao was her mother.
Madame Yao took her daughter's hand and said gently, "Jiaojiao made a compromise because she is worried about me. I am very touched, and also very happy. But I... still cannot move out and live with Jiaojiao."
"There is something wrong with that mistress," Gu Jiao said.