Lin Shuiyao lived opposite of the house. Gu Changqing was about to knock when the door suddenly opened.
Their eyes met, and Lin Shuiyao's face suddenly flushed red.
"Brother-in-law, why are you here? How is Yanyan now?"
She felt her breath stop, quickly moving to the side and turned around uneasily, stammering.
Just now at home, Gu Changqing only cared about saving Gu Yanyan and didn't pay attention to her.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that she seemed to be more charming than he remembered.
Gu Changqing didn't go in. He stood at the door and said, "Yanyan is fine. Your sister made a table of food. She's waiting for you."
"Brother-in-law," Lin Shuiyao said softly, "It's rare for you three to be reunited. You're having a nice meal together. I don't think it's right for me to interfere."
She was much better than her sister in terms of coyness, but Gu Changqing couldn't bear the self-pity in her coyness.
