Leng Yuan didn't care, but Gu Jiaojiao couldn't just let the woman curse them for no reason.
She turned to Jin Meifeng with a smile, her tone light.
"Don't you worry. Our lives are only going to get better from now on."
"Has no one ever told you? Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang's faces! They're the kind that are full of good fortune. They're destined for great things. Our family has had it rough, it's true, but who knows? Maybe after adopting them, our luck will turn right around!"
Jin Meifeng watched Gu Jiaojiao walk away with that smile on her face, seething with rage.
Her face was a mask of indignation.
"What's there to be so smug about? Acting like you've won the lottery."
"Those two jinxes who got their own parents killed? Good luck? More like bad luck, I'd say."
"This old lady will be watching. Let's just see what kind of life you can make for yourselves."
Perhaps Gu Jiaojiao's words had provoked her, because a fighting spirit ignited in Jin Meifeng.
