Chapter 232: Picking Up Eggs
Upon leaving the Cui family’s house, Yang PeiMin still felt uncomfortable. She wasn’t sure if it was because she had stayed too long in Gao Hong’s oddly-smelling house or because Gao Hong had been pulling at her and kneeling, pleading with her. She decided she needed to go home, light the stove, bathe, and change her clothes.
Gao Hong kept holding her back, insisting that she make a promise, but she could only assure that she herself wouldn’t gossip. However, she couldn’t guarantee others wouldn’t—using the excuse of a stomachache, she managed to escape.
Gao Hong wasn’t foolish; she knew how to use her own suicide attempts to cover up her issues, yet she chose to trouble others with these burdens, which was truly discomforting. To put it coldly, what did her life or death matter to Pei Min?
She was neither Gao Hong’s father nor her mother; the situation was indeed a classic case of giving an inch and taking a mile.
It clearly was a trap.
If she agreed, she would be the fool.
She decided she had enough of dabbling in Gao Hong’s messy affairs.
After cleaning herself up and washing her clothes, she planned to go out. Her home needed too many things; even if she didn’t go to the city, simply heading to the town would be good and could help dispel some bad luck.
Descending to the second floor, she stopped by Luo Dahua’s and let her know she was going out to buy some things and asked her to keep an eye on her place.
Luo Dahua, cradling her little daughter who was feeling unwell, responded, "Sure, no problem. If you could, bring back some meat. The little girl has been craving meat porridge."
Yang PeiMin nodded.