Gu Qianlan hurried out with her child, but Xing Wan still wanted to play with her cousin Ai Xi. She said, "We’ll play again tomorrow. Say goodbye to everyone."
An Junxi watched Gu Qianlan rush away with her daughter as if she were fleeing a disaster. She quietly asked her husband, "What’s up with Qianlan?"
Gu Yikun replied, "The Countess has a brother, and she intends to introduce him to Qianlan. Qianlan doesn’t like him."
An Junxi got curious, "Are there any photos?"
"He’s part of the Santer family; you can find him online."
He opened Google, typed a na into the search bar, and several photos appeared.
An Junxi blurted out, "He’s so handso!"
Gu Yikun’s face darkened. He snapped the laptop shut with a "bang," "What’s so handso about this guy? An Junxi, are you blind?"
An Junxi retorted, "If I were blind, I wouldn’t have fallen for you!"
Gu Yikun pinched her cheek, "Sharp-tongued! You’re just trying to annoy ."
An Junxi knew her husband was petty, so she didn’t dare provoke him, "My husband is the most handso."
Gu Jingxiu walked by them. An Junxi thought he would quietly go upstairs, but he stopped and said, "Mom, I’m quite handso too."
He went upstairs with a proud look on his face.
An Junxi’s forehead was full of black lines. Is narcissism a Gu Family trait?
She asked her husband, "Why doesn’t Qianlan like handso guys from big families? Marrying into such a family would give her an inherited title. Doesn’t that appeal to her?"
"No appeal, and the situation doesn’t allow it."
"What?"
"The Gu Family has significant influence dostically and holds sensitive political status. My sister and parents live overseas under a special arrangent. If she marries into a major family in the United States, it involves political issues."
An Junxi quickly understood. The Gu Family is one of the top families in the country. No matter how good their political connections are, an international marriage would be a significant matter, escalating to the national level.
No wonder Aunt Yue was so opposed to Adri back then, not allowing her son to marry a foreign woman. The political reasons were too complex.
An Junxi mused, if Yikun knew that Qianlan still liked You Ran, what would he do?
Gu Qianlan drove herself. She took her daughter to an apartnt in the city, rummaging through drawers to find clothes for her.
She left ho in such a hurry that she forgot to pack clothes.
Gu Xingwan was already used to her mother’s scatterbrained ways. She swung her legs while sitting on the bed and asked, "Mommy, can’t find the clothes again?"
Gu Qianlan sat on the floor, "I’m done looking. I’ll have the clothing store send so over."
She made a phone call, and the servant quickly fetched so clothes back, "Ms. Gu, the clothes are here."
Gu Qianlan dressed her daughter in new clothes, "Tonight, Mommy is taking you out to play."
Gu Xingwan looked at herself in the mirror, "Mommy, aren’t we supposed to wear a little dress to the concert?"
Gu Qianlan slapped her forehead. Going to a concert was just an offhand comnt. She didn’t actually like concerts, finding them boring.
"We’re not going to a concert; we’re going to see a photography exhibition."
Gu Xingwan clapped her hands, "I love photography exhibitions, Mommy!" Great, she’ll soon see her dad!
Mommy doesn’t admit that’s her dad, but she’ll find the answer herself. Other kids have dads, so she must have one too.
Gu Qianlan did her makeup, but she kept ssing up her eyeliner, her hands trembling.
She took deep breaths over and over. After nearly six years, she finally dared to et him.
He wouldn’t recognize this face of hers, right? What was she afraid of? Just treat it as seeing an ordinary photography exhibition, and leave after it’s over.
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