Everyone at the dining table started, then hastily resumed their previous conversation.
Du Anrao glanced at the newly boisterous dining room, blinked, lowered her head to take a bite of the chicken leg her eldest brother had fed her, and wore a thoughtful expression.
[No, saving people is like putting out a fire. I need to think of a way to lure Granduncle over so he can take Miss Qin out for medical treatment. By the way, I'll also help Miss Qin teach her unfilial descendants a lesson and vent the pent-up frustration in my chest! But how should I do it?]
Chapter 133