After Di Mingjue finished speaking, he took Gu Qibao's hand and led the way to the receiving room.
Er Gouzi followed anxiously and astonishment behind the couple, looking around the room and walking very carefully.
He had never seen the things here before, but they undoubtedly looked high-end and luxurious.
It was merely a front hall, but it was grand, with large, imposing pieces of furniture.
It wasn't until he saw Di Mingjue and Gu Qibao sitting on the sofa that he knew it was meant for seating. He did not know what it was called, only that it was huge and luxurious, beyond his vocabulary's scope to describe.
He had only heard others talk about it—now that he was actually seeing it, he did not dare to sit on it.
He just stood there, apprehensive and uneasy.
Gu Qibao, puzzled, lifted her eyelashes and said with a smile, "Er Gouzi, don't be so formal. Sit down."
