Watching Gu Yelin, who radiated a menacing aura, Old Master Gu didn’t utter the words at the edge of his lips. He let out a cold snort, impatiently saying, "Get out quick, you’re annoying to look at!"
As he spoke, he turned his head, leaving the back of his head for Gu Yelin to see.
"Grandpa, I’m leaving."
A minute after Gu Yelin left, the study was extremely quiet...
Two minutes later, it was still very quiet...
Four minutes later...
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Well done! That’s my grandson, the son of Gu Zhongyi!" Suddenly, the room was filled with resounding laughter as Gu Zhongyi twiddled his beard, sitting comfortably in his chair with a ruddy glow across his face and eyes full of admiration, "Weijun, your son is so much better than you! Look, he’s truly of the Gu Family bloodline! A man has to protect his own wife; who dares to lay a finger on her? Kill!"
"Dad, what exactly do you mean?" Gu Weijun was truly puzzled. Was the old man happy or not?
"Hmph! With your wooden head, what could you discern?" Old Master Gu contemptuously rolled his eyes and glared fiercely at his third son, "Since when has the Gu Family ever worried about concerns from above? The progeny of the Gu Family shall never bully the weak nor allow others to trample them. The Country Bai Tutian Family has already bullied that girl, so naturally, our Gu Family should protect our own! Lao San did well! Eradicate all of Country Bai’s spies in Xuandu City, one by one, then lay all the blame on the Tutian Family, and let them fight among themselves! In doing so, not only is the girl avenged, but we’ve also taken care of a thorn in the side for those above, acting with justified cause. Even with those nattering nabobs, they wouldn’t dare to say a thing!" Old Master Gu nodded in satisfaction.
"Uh... Dad, but just now why did you..." Gu Weijun’s head was filled with confusion, the old man was already of advanced age but his impulse to protect his own had not wavered.
"Hmph! How have you not died of stupidity?" Looking at his third son, Old Master Gu almost wished he could stuff him back into his stomach and give birth again, he grumbled menacingly, "Although Yelin is prudent in his actions, he is still too young. A bit of tough love is good for his development. Really, I don’t know how you manage to be a father, spending all your time in the military fighting and killing; you’ve inherited none of my intelligence and wit!"
Gu Weijun listened as Old Master Gu sprayed saliva over his head, his mouth twitching continuously. Old man, where is your intelligence and wit?...
That same day, Old Master Gu once again requested Gu Yelin to bring An Yiqing back for him to meet, and then tragically, he was crisply rejected by his third grandson.
Consequently, Old Master Gu was in anguish!
In the evening, Gu Yelin returned from the Gu Family Mansion to Shuixie Lanting.
During these days with the girl, Gu Yelin’s own villa was like a decoration, apart from sleeping in his bed at night, most of his time was spent at An Yiqing’s small villa.
The sports car just stopped in the courtyard, and An Yiqing, inside the house, already heard the noise. A delicate and serene smile appeared on her pristine face. She put down the book in her hands and walked to the entrance hall.
"Ah Lin," the girl’s face was filled with limpid joy.
"Tutu," Gu Yelin strode into the house, quickly closing the front door, "It’s so cold outside, why didn’t you wear more?" As he spoke, he considerately draped a white shawl over the girl from the couch, with an exceedingly careful manner.
"It’s very warm inside, Ah Lin. If I wear too much, I’ll be hot," An Yiqing puffed up her cheeks and complained a bit.
Beneath the feet of the two, Xiao Hei, the increasingly brighter-haired little black dog, kept its round amber eyes fixed on the couple. Woof—was it about to have a little master soon?