Gu Tianhao's mild expression instantly turned ice-cold, but he quickly reverted to a mild demeanor.
"Xiaohe, stand up," he said.
Chu He's face displayed a clear look of distortion, hating Gu Qingcheng to the core.
However, she had lost her phone, and now she didn't even have any leverage to threaten Gu Qingcheng. She berated herself for not backing up any additional leverage.
Fortunately, Gu Qingcheng still didn't know she had lost the leverage in her possession; otherwise, he wouldn't have accepted the invitation to the restaurant for lunch today.
She still didn't know when she lost her phone, and she had no starting point to look for it.
Gu Tianhao's tone grew more severe. "Xiaohe!"
Reluctantly, Chu He stood up, suppressing the urge to strangle Gu Qingcheng in her chest. She put on a sincere and apologetic expression as she faced Gu Qingcheng.
"Qingcheng, Auntie asks you to make amends with Xiaomei."
