Gu Nuan glanced at her dad with a bit of late expectation, and then she headed out the door with Auntie Qiu.
Maybe signing the contract today, such a joyous event, was meant to be a grand affair. Auntie Qiu had someone bring over the family's small car. In addition to the driver, her own son was also present.
Her son, Qiu Jiaxuan, was only about 1.60 meters tall, and according to what Gu Nuan knew, this distant cousin's appearance leaned toward Auntie Qiu. Auntie Qiu's husband was actually not that short.
Gu Nuan was hardly acquainted with Qiu Jiaxuan. Although they were about the same age, they had never played together growing up. It was obvious, the Qiu Family and the Gu Family were on different economic levels, and Auntie Qiu would never have allowed her son to play with her, Gu Nuan.
But today, Auntie Qiu suddenly demanded of her son, "Call her sister."
