"Haven't you already met? What's there to be nervous about?"
Lu Yancheng cleared his throat softly, his ears tinged red, "I-I'm not nervous."
"Mom and Dad really like you."
"Mhmm."
The sleek, upscale black car slowly pulled up and stopped in front of the stylish villa.
Familiar sights greeted her, Gu Danyu's eyes brightened, and beneath her calm gaze, a few ripples began to stir. She opened the door and stepped out.
Lu Yancheng followed closely behind, his hands full of gift bags.
The sprawling living room was filled with the fragrance of food, radiating warmth.
Mother Gu, as if sensing something, turned her head and immediately saw the two figures at the door.
"My dear daughter."
The woman's eyes brimmed with tenderness as she eagerly approached and tightly held her hand, her eyes misting over.
"Mom, let's go inside and then talk," Gu Danyu said softly, comforting.
