After Gu Jingyuan got into the car, he realized that he was still holding the flower in his hand. He reached out to take a book from the side and picked up the flower.
As he drove, Liang Xinran's words still echoed in his ears.
Actually, adult feelings had always been straightforward and frank. It was not that Gu Jingyuan did not understand.
He just wasn't completely ready for that.
***
Yue residence.
Old Madam Yue sat high and mighty in her seat.
She was in her late seventies, hale and hearty, and her face was taut and looked hard to approach.
Yue Xiu sat beside her and poured her a cup of tea. She handed it over gently. "Grandma, please have some tea."
Old Madam Yue did not take the cup. Instead, she said calmly, "You're also an outstanding talent of the Yue family. Why can't you even defeat Shi Jin?"
What happened some time ago eventually reached Old Madam Yue's ears.
