"But I haven't received the notice." Gu Lingling stood next to Yang Yunhai and looked at Old Zhao, saying, "Are you sure you gave it to her personally?"
"Yes, that little girl thanked me with a smile." Old Zhao felt something was wrong and asked doubtfully, "Why? Did something happen?"
He hoped it wasn't what he feared.
"I am Gu Lingling." Gu Lingling looked at him and said, "Can you describe what kind of girl you handed the notice to?"
"What? You're Gu Lingling." Old Zhao broke out in a sweat, "What... what should we do now?"
He had mistaken the person.
"Don't panic yet, tell us exactly what happened at that time." Gu Lingling said.
"I... I delivered it to your house, a little girl opened the door, and I thought it was you, so I gave her the notice." Now Old Zhao was sweating profusely.
This concerns the girl's entire future.
"Wasn't she you? But she didn't say she wasn't you." Old Zhao was about to cry.
