Gu Xia felt as if ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through her heart. She and Yu Hu hadn't even been intimate, how on earth could they have a son?
Old Gu considered his daughter's situation, "Xiao Xia and the others are still young, no need to rush these things."
Logically speaking, with gifts given and words exchanged, wasn't it time to leave?
But then, Aunt Yang actually edged closer to Yu Hu with a flattering smile, "I heard your company is really big, isn't that true?"
"It's alright, not very big." Yu Hu smiled.
Gu Xia glared at him fiercely. The Empire Building, 101 floors, and that's not big? Then what is?
Indeed, low-key is truly the best kind of boasting…
"My son is just at home unemployed, could you maybe arrange a job for him? We're not picky—benefits and weekends off, a salary of ten to twenty thousand a month would be sufficient; we're not greedy."
"May I ask which university your distinguished son graduated from?" Yu Hu kept his amiable demeanor throughout.