"Hello..." Gu Tiancheng didn't know what to say, just twitched his mouth and glared at his mischievous son, then shouted to the back, "Wife, come out, your son brought a daughter-in-law home."
Li Yan: "..."
Gu Tong: "..."
Mo Zishuang: "..."
They finally realized who Gu Qing took after, his personality was just the same as his father's.
'Tick-tock, tick-tock---'
The sound of high heels tapping on the stairs, as Feng Shulan elegantly descended, wearing a snow-white cheongsam and holding an embroidered fan in her hand, looking particularly graceful and dignified. Her eyes smiled, scanning everyone, nodding along the way, quite ceremoniously.
Finally, she paused her gaze and focused on Mo Zishuang, the corners of her mouth lifting as she said, "Such a pretty child, you can tell she's a sweetheart, definitely gentle. My Qing'er has good taste."
Gu Tong: "???" The she-devil of Class Three is a sweetheart???
Li Yan: "???" Her combat power is similar to mine, is she really gentle???
