Zhushu patiently knocked on the door with the copper button again.
"We are here by Old Madam's order to fetch the young lady back," they said.
Gai Yinyin, who was leaning against the door from the inside, was very frustrated and had made up her mind to walk away, ignoring these people from Duke Ying Mansion.
But upon hearing the name of the Old Madam, her leg-lifting motion slowed down.
Gai Yinyin bit her lip, indecisive, a struggle flashing in her eyes.
She had lived well over the years, not much different from when she was sheltered under the wings of her parents.
The hardships and worries she once went through had long been cast away to some unknown corner of her memory.
When she thought of the Old Madam now, all that came to mind was her kindness to her.
The knocking from outside continued uninterrupted, and the struggle in Gai Yinyin's heart intensified.
If she couldn't figure it out, then she wouldn't think about it.
When she was unsure, she would go to her daughter.
