Shang Chen is in his thirties now, and from a young age, he’s only ever listened to Gu Yanjing.
Before meeting Gu Yanjing, he lived for years by fighting and using his fists.
Except for Gu Yanjing, if anyone else provoked him slightly, he would want that person to disappear from the world.
After half a year of interacting with Shang Chen, Qiao Yuxian naturally understood his temperament.
To get someone to play with her, she deliberately provoked Shang Chen.
Shang Chen immediately took the bait, bent down to grab a handful of snow, and walked toward Qiao Yuxian.
"Shang Chen, Shang Chen." Meng Yan tried to stop him but couldn’t.
Meng Yan quickly looked at Gu Yanjing.
Gu Yanjing was listening to Su Qi’s report while watching them.
Meng Yan realized that his Mr. Gu was just watching them, not interfering.
So, when he turned back, Shang Chen and Qiao Yuxian were already having a snowball fight.
The few snowballs rolled by Qiao Yuxian were quickly used up as they threw snow at each other.
Because there was no time to roll proper snowballs, they just grabbed some snow in their hands and tossed it.
Not firmly pressed, some scattered mid-air.
The snow was already falling thick, and with their throwing, visibility was even worse.
Moreover, because Qiao Yuxian ran around widely, the snowball fight area expanded, and so did the range.
Not only that, but Qiao Yuxian also rallied allies.
There were many people at the Gu Mansion. Anyone passing by was pulled in by Qiao Yuxian to join them.
Fairly, she always kept the number of people equal on both sides.
If her side had more people, she would randomly push someone to the other side.
Even though Shang Chen’s thinking was different from others, Qiao Yuxian was still a girl and his Miss Gu.
Even if he used his hands, he didn’t dare go all out.
Eventually, the game escalated as they got more into it.
The two groups fought more intensely as snow flew everywhere, making it hard to tell who was who.
They quickly entered a chaotic battle, each hitting whoever they could.
Not caring anymore about who was who.
Meng Yan was initially standing on the side but got dragged into the brawl without knowing who did it. He couldn’t even open his eyes properly, just randomly grabbing snow to throw.
Gu Yanjing and Su Qi stood to the side.
Amidst the snow and people, they could faintly see Qiao Yuxian’s red little hat.
It seemed less like a snowball fight and more like bombing the snowfield with artillery.
Su Qi, who was two-thirds through his report, couldn’t continue as he watched the chaos unfold.
It was the first time such a situation occurred.
Gu Yanjing said nothing, just looking at the little red head.
They stood so far away, but occasionally still got hit.
The whole group went crazy playing in the East Courtyard.
The Gu Mansion had never been this lively; many came to the East Courtyard entrance to watch the fun.
Lu Mengyi, in the main house, heard them talking and followed them to see.
She stood behind the crowd with an umbrella, watching the chaos inside.
Then she looked toward Gu Yanjing, standing aside.
From a distance, she couldn’t clearly see Gu Yanjing’s expression.
Yet she could feel Gu Yanjing’s indulgence.
He, who usually loved peace and quiet, allowed her to cause such a fuss.
It seemed as long as Qiao Yuxian was happy, he was okay with anything.
Over half an hour passed, the snow slowed, but they hadn’t stopped, snow flying all around.
The activity was intense, and although Qiao Yuxian was wearing a lot, the weather was too cold.
Afraid she’d catch a chill, Gu Yanjing walked into the crowd, accurately grabbing that little red hat.
Both groups were having too much fun until Gu Yanjing walked into the crowd, and reason returned to their minds.
Everyone stood up straight, retracted their grinning big teeth, and dropped the snow in their hands. Silent, heads down, no one dared speak.
Qiao Yuxian stood behind someone, using him as cover while she formed a big snowball. She held the snowball with both hands and turned to throw it.
As she turned, holding the snowball above her head...
...Gu Yanjing grabbed her wrist.
The fierce and excited glow in her eyes suddenly froze; she looked at Gu Yanjing. Then looked around at the others.
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The entire East Courtyard suddenly filled with a tense atmosphere.
Even those at the entrance watching froze, standing straight, heads down, afraid to look around.
The spirited fighting atmosphere suddenly became oppressively tense.
Qiao Yuxian looked at the people standing neatly, then at Gu Yanjing, and let go of the snowball, smiling at him.
Gu Yanjing touched her face through the scarf, then her hand.
Her gloves were cold and soaked.
Gu Yanjing glanced at her.
Qiao Yuxian pulled her frozen hand back and sniffed, "I’m not cold. Want to play together? If you go to the other side, I’ll utterly defeat you."
Shang Chen, whose hair had turned white: "......"
He just shouldn’t have gone easy earlier, which led to being suppressed later on.
Shang Chen’s face was dark, his eyelashes all white.
While others worried about being disciplined for this madness at the Gu Mansion, he was preoccupied with being suppressed and not performing well.
"We’ll play again tomorrow." Gu Yanjing said, holding her hand as they walked to the house.
Qiao Yuxian followed him, "I’m not cold."
Gu Yanjing didn’t reply, kept walking to the house.
"It’s snowing today, not cold at all. Tomorrow will be colder." Qiao Yuxian followed behind him.
"We’ll play tomorrow," was all Gu Yanjing said.
Qiao Yuxian conceded, "Alright then. Tomorrow you have to play with me."
Qiao Yuxian was satisfied, turned to the two groups tensely standing behind and said, "You guys continue, I’ll be back tomorrow. Have fun, everyone come over tomorrow."
The people behind were all dumbfounded, their minds went blank, perhaps not even understanding what Qiao Yuxian said, only instinctively responding: "Okay, okay, okay..."
Qiao Yuxian quickened her pace, walking alongside Gu Yanjing to the house.
After a few steps, she bumped into Gu Yanjing.
Gu Yanjing didn’t budge, so Qiao Yuxian bumped into him harder.
Gu Yanjing raised his arm to hold her neck, squeezing her face with the other hand.
Qiao Yuxian leaned on him, smiling up at him.
Looking at her bright eyes, Gu Yanjing slightly smiled too, leading her into the house.
The group who participated in the snowball fight, seeing them enter the house, didn’t know what to do.
They glanced at each other.
They thought, at the very least, they’d lose their jobs.
But nothing happened.
When the worry subsided, they all sighed in relief, then quickly dispersed, each going about their tasks.
People standing at the East Courtyard entrance quickly scattered too.
Only Lu Mengyi remained at the entrance.
After a while, Old Sir Lu’s voice sounded behind her, "If you’re upset, you can express it."
Lu Mengyi turned around, looking at Old Sir Lu, holding her umbrella.
Old Sir Lu leaned on his cane, wrapped in a military coat, with someone beside him holding an umbrella, saying to her, "It’s Gu Yanjing’s lack of discernment."
The old man’s voice was somber, "No need to endure everything. You have the entire Lu family behind you, can act wilfully, throw a tantrum, or be childish. Grandpa will back you in everything."
Lu Mengyi smiled faintly, "I know, Grandpa."
"Let’s go," Old Sir Lu said, "Let your Grandpa Gu know, and we’ll head back."