Madam Qiao, who sat with poise, lifted her brows ever so slightly, giving Gu Xiaoer a cursory glance as if pondering who she might be. However, it seemed no recollection dawned upon her, for she spoke only perfunctorily.
"Thank you."
But she did not take the gift.
The hand Gu Xiaoer extended with the gift stiffened in midair, a touch of awkwardness settling in. She broke into a slight internal sweat, wondering if this Madam Qiao too had a strange personality... As she thought about how to initiate conversation, laughter started to approach from afar.
At this moment, Wen Xin and Wen Mu entered together, clearly chatting about something amusing, both faces lit with smiles. Passing by her, Wen Xin even rolled her eyes at her, as if she had known all along that this would be the outcome for Gu Xiaoer.
Wen Xin skipped behind Madam Qiao and plopped down beside her, while Wen Mu greeted her with natural grace and poise before seating herself demurely next to Madam Qiao.