As the corner of her eye caught Gu Che's foolishly happy expression, a warm current seemed to flow through her heart—no, she still had family. Wasn't this silly young man in front of her one of them? It appeared that Heaven had been somewhat kind to her after all, leaving her a shred of warmth.
Gu Che saw Qinghe smile, and the anxiety that had gripped his heart finally eased. Qinghe's silence and expressionless demeanor were truly intimidating; he didn't dare to make even the slightest move.
Seeing that she didn't look heartbroken, Gu Che ventured carefully, "Qinghe, those two mother and son are up to no good. Maybe the reason your aunt and her parents are coming today is just for you. How could you agree to meet them? Who knows what kind of tricks they have up their sleeve."
Although he didn't know exactly what they were up to, it surely wasn't just to tarnish Qinghe's reputation. But he knew that they definitely had malicious intentions.