Tiandu, Gu Mansion.
Dusk had fallen, just in time for dinner, as Xu Qinge and Gu Qingyan sat at the dining table, which was laden with an array of fragrant dishes, waiting for Gu Chengfeng.
Xu Qinge raised her head to glance at the sky, her slender eyebrows slightly furrowing as she said, "How come the Master hasn't returned at this hour?"
Seated by the side, Gu Qingyan's face was fair with shapely brows and a high nose bridge. She spoke softly, "Perhaps something has delayed him."
A touch of worry crossed Xu Qinge's face as she said, "I don't know why, but since the Master left this morning, I've felt restless all day, as if something is going to happen. And with the eldest son out at the maternal grandfather's, I'm truly concerned."
