Seeing the girl staring blankly at him, Weisheng Yueren found, for the first time, that his face which had brought him quite a few troubles, was actually of some use.
Old Mr. Gu coughed twice, finally drawing his granddaughter's gaze to himself. The girl was usually so clever, but today she had slipped up, becoming foolishly mesmerized by the Weisheng lad. This boy also seemed somewhat strange today—why did his face look so unfamiliar and odd?
"Girl, here's the thing," Grandpa Gu said briskly, "you've been in Beijing for quite some time now, but you haven't really gone out to explore. Since the Weisheng lad is here today, why don't you let him take you out for a walk and see the sights?" Although Grandpa Gu spoke cheerfully, he was inwardly grumbling—this Weisheng lad usually disliked socializing, and it was a mystery why he was being so accommodating today.
