Jin Qianqian looked on, somewhat speechless, as Gu Lejia stormed out in a huff. She wondered what he meant by that vicious glare he gave her right before leaving.
Gu Wenheng had naturally noticed it too. "Ignore him. He really thinks the whole world owes him."
"It's the New Year. Let's not get angry over him." Jin Qianqian naturally wouldn't add fuel to the fire, so she changed the subject. "Uncle Fu and the others have pretty much finished preparing. Let's head over."
This was their first New Year since moving here. Even without the company of extended family, they couldn't skip the customary reunion dinner.
Gu Wenheng carefully laid his book flat, then stood up and took her hand. "Let's go!"
「Outside the estate.」
Gu Lejia glanced back at the tightly shut main gates, his brows furrowed so deeply they were almost tied in a knot.
"Your Seventh Uncle is truly cold-blooded and heartless," Xiuxiang said. "You're his only nephew here, yet he can completely ignore you."
