At this point, Gu Qingfeng paused.
Looking at the exquisitely carved nucleus carving, a flash of admiration crossed Gu Qingfeng's eyes.
Presumably, that two-hundred-thousand Gold Jade Stone Carving was even more exquisite.
Why was Ning Wanru so beside herself with anger?
Gu Cheng had actually raised his hand against Gu Jiansheng.
In fact, by all logic, this was Gu Qingfeng's money; she had no reason to feel distressed about it.
The most appropriate response should have been to applaud and cheer.
However, the outcome was quite the opposite.
He couldn't help but think more deeply about it.
Uncle Gu nodded, "Alright, I will go first thing tomorrow morning."
The early morning of the following day.
It was a Thursday.
Uncle Gu knocked on the Qin Family's grand door.
