He absolutely adored this beautiful, sweet, and sensible nephew of his, he cherished him like a treasured pearl.
But he could never replace his father's role.
A child of only a few years old, after all, needs his father.
The group of four, three in front, one in back, took the elevator up to the rooftop restaurant with a revolving view.
Gu Chi had people arrange for the meal in advance, once Gu Junzhu and the others arrived, they went straight into the restaurant.
This is a high-end restaurant, incredibly expensive, so naturally there were fewer guests.
Gu Junzhu was a noble young master of Beijing, even in Beijing, only high-ranking socialites knew him, let alone in Jiang City.
Ye Xingbei might be world-famous for her genius work in lyrics and composition, but would never appear in the public eye. As a result, despite the many astonished gazes at their arrival, no one came up to disturb them.
