Against Gu Xu's chivalrous and gentle demeanor, Aunt Zhou did not sit on the opposite sofa. Instead, she seemed to be more embarrassed with her wrinkled hands on her apron, tightly clutching the corner of the apron.
"It's all right." Gu Xu frowned, "If there is something, just say it."
"Mr. Gu, these new wedding photos need to be moved to West Lake Spring, so…" she trailed off.
"You're asking about the old wedding photos, aren't you?" Gu Xu's face relaxed upon understanding.
Aunt Zhou continued to clutch the corner of her apron, nodding her head, "How would you like to handle your wedding photos with your ex wife?"
"..." Gu Xu furrowed his brows in thought.
"Mr. Gu," Aunt Zhou asked, "Do you want me to cut the pictures in half, keeping your pictures and letting Miss Chen take hers away?"
Aunt Zhou's suggestion was well-meaning.
However, Gu Xu's expression darkened immediately upon hearing it.
