Qiao Nian's beautiful fox-like eyes revealed a trace of confusion. "What is it?"
"Do you still remember the violin I gave you?" Matriarch Gu asked gently, smiling at Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian nodded. "Yes."
"Lu Nian made that violin himself." Matriarch Gu glanced at Lu Nian and gave him a loving smile.
When Qiao Nian heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She turned to look at Lu Nian's fair and delicate hands.
It was hard to imagine that the exquisite violin was made by Lu Nian.
From Lu Nian's appearance alone, he looked like a rich second-generation heir. Moreover, Lu Nian's hands didn't look like they were used in wood work at all.
Gu Zhou raised his wrist to look at the time. He had other things to do at the banquet, and did not have much time to waste. He looked up at Matriarch Gu and said helplessly, "Grandma, if you continue to keep us in suspense, when will we be able to have lunch?"
