Downstairs, the maid did as instructed and offered tea to the guests.
Gu Min seemed disappointed. He had expected to see Fu Ming himself, not just a young woman. But he couldn’t get into the Ye’s Mansion anyway—this would have to do.
“I want to see Fenyi,” he said.
The maid hesitated. It was clear Gu Fenyi didn’t want to meet him.
Fu Rui, realizing no one was coming down, understood: they were expected to go up.
She looked at Gu Min, who nodded. “Yes, let’s go see Fenyi. She must be frightened after everything.”
The maid stayed silent, recalling how composed Gu Fenyi had been lately. She didn’t look frightened at all.
Fu Rui took the lead upstairs.
Gu’s family really is a mess, she thought. Why would someone like Mr. Ye marry into this?
When she turned the corner and reached the drawing room, she was stunned.
Gu Fenyi sat on the sofa, her eyes calmly lifting to meet hers. She was poised, elegant—and far more beautiful than expected.