Grandmother sighed helplessly and compromised: "Bring that girl to visit grandma more often when you have ti. Also, if there's no news of my great-grandchild within a year, grandma will arrange another marriage for you!"
Shen Yanchen gave a perfunctory "Hmm" and had just opened the door when Lu Qianwen and Gu Qimiao were standing right there.
"Let's go," he said, his gaze fixed solely on Gu Qimiao.
Gu Qimiao looked at him blankly, not reacting until he pulled her hand towards him and said to Lu Qianwen, "Enjoy your al." Then, he led Gu Qimiao away.
Gu Qimiao's mind was filled with fireworks, "bang bang" exploding.
They... were holding hands!
His hand was large, warm, with a thin layer of calluses, holding hers with just the right amount of pressure.
Gu Qimiao looked down at their hands, wanting to hold on tighter but not daring to.
When they reached the elevator, he let go, his expression as indifferent as usual. Maybe holding hands didn't an anything special to him.
"Are we leaving?"
"Hmm, to have a al."
"Not with them?"
"Just happened to know grandma was here, ca by to check." He stepped into the elevator and pressed the floor button.
Gu Qimiao knew that wasn't the case; grandma had clearly arranged the eting for a blind date.
But no matter what, being able to leave was what she wanted; otherwise, staying inside felt too stifling.
After all, it was his personal matter, and given her current position and identity, it wasn't appropriate to ask more questions. She just felt sulky and couldn't taste her lunch.
In the evening, he said he had a social engagent and didn't co to pick her up. At ten o'clock, she went to bed on ti, but he still hadn't returned.
When she woke up the next morning, he was still not around, and there was no breakfast on the table, just a cold and empty house.
His slippers by the door were in the sa place as the night before, indicating that he hadn't co ho last night.
Had he been with soone else all night?
Having just seen Lu Qianwen the day before, she couldn't help but connect the two in her mind and let her thoughts wander in that direction.
Drifting through the ride to the gallery, a banner was already hung at the entrance, with people trickling in.
The smooth marble floor of the hall reflected the bright chandeliers above, and the paintings were tastefully displayed.
The exhibition was open to the public, and with the art academy nearby, by just after eight, the gallery was bustling upstairs and downstairs.
So were there to view, so to appreciate, and so to purchase...
Gu Qimiao walked around, looking at the paintings hanging on the walls.
As she walked through the gallery, from the first floor to the second, her thoughts were completely elsewhere...
A little after nine, there was a commotion at the gallery entrance, and the visitors in the hall turned their gaze from the paintings to the door.
A gray Ghost car pulled up at the entrance, and a man and woman stepped out. The man, in a black suit, looked noble and handso, while the girl, with her hair in a bun and wearing a large black down jacket that reached her knees, looked serene and lovely.
As the gallery owner, Fang Shaobei personally ca out to greet them: "Chen, I didn't expect you to co! Since when are you interested in this?"
When Shen Yanchen stepped in, his gaze swept around but didn't find who he was looking for.
Before he could answer Fang Shaobei's question, the girl holding his sleeve spoke up, joyfully but timidly, "Professor Fang!"
Shen Yanchen responded calmly, "I ca to accompany Xiaoxiao."
Fang Shaobei raised an eyebrow, looked down at the girl, then patted her head gently: "So this is Xiaoxiao? You've grown so much!"
Being patted so gently by the master she adored, Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly.
Shen Yanchen glanced down at Xiaoxiao and said to Fang Shaobei, "I'll take her around."
"Feel free, let know which one you like, I'll give you a friendly discount."
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