"Eh, is Qingjiu back?"
At the sight of Gu Qingjiu, Gu Hong revealed the smile of a loving father.
Today, Gu Hong was dressed simply, in a greyish-brown shirt, giving off a refined air. But on his nose, there perched a pair of gold-framed spectacles.
Gu Qingjiu stood up in shock. "Dad, why did you start wearing glasses?"
"I'm getting old, and my vision's getting increasingly blurry lately. When I went to the hospital to check, they told me I have short-sightedness, so I started wearing glasses. It's normal."
Gu Hong walked over, and Gu Xiaoxi immediately greeted with a sweet voice, "Uncle!"
Gu Hong stroked Gu Xiaoxi's little head with a smile, then sat down and gazed gently at Gu Qingjiu. "Is the competition over already?"
He knew Gu Qingjiu was away to take part in a competition.
"Mm!"
