Gu Yusheng instinctively began to follow Qin Zhi'ai until he suddenly felt his grandfather's hand slipping out of his. His heart wrenched tightly and, as if frozen in time, he couldn't find it in himself to move any farther.
Old Master Gu mumbled out loud for a long time and, before Gu Yusheng responded, his breathing became increasingly strained, to the point where he was seriously breathless at times.
Upset by the sight of this, Nanny Zhang pleaded, "Young Master, I beg of you. Please just agree to Old Master's requests, even if you're just humoring him. Young Master! Please! Young Master!"
While all that was required of him was a simple "alright," the word was stuck in his throat like a fish bone. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring himself to say it. His hands were quivering hard; moments ago they had been warm in contact with hers, but now they felt chilly with a sense of dread.
