When the three siblings arrived at the second branch of the Gu family, Gu Wan was sitting quietly, holding a cup of warm drink.
Her face was somewhat pale, but there was no sign of alarm. She lowered her eyes, appearing more composed than anyone around her.
"What exactly happened?" Tang Jiaojiao asked.
Her voice was crisp, like the sound of jade pieces clinking together, distinct even amidst the surrounding chatter.
Gu Wan seemed to have heard her voice and looked up.
The children of the Gu family were all blessed with good looks, the sons gentle and refined, the daughters clear and graceful.
Gu Wan's looks were among the best of her generation in the Gu family.
Not only was she graceful and elegant, but Tang Xiaobai especially liked her eyes, which held a kind of determination within their softness.
Like now, Gu Wan lifted her head amidst the crowd, her gaze clear and bright.
She looked at Tang Jiaojiao with clear, bright eyes.
