Looking at her hands covered in scars, he spoke softly, his eyes filled with tenderness and indulgence.
Gu Qiangwei smiled and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
At the door, Butler Qin walked in, looked at everyone respectfully, and bowed before lifting his head and saying, "Everyone, the master invites you downstairs for dinner."
Soon after hearing Butler Qin's voice, the entire Nangong family went downstairs.
Although Gu Qiangwei was injured, it was just superficial, so it didn't prevent her from joining everyone for dinner downstairs.
With her insistence, Qin Sijue didn't say anything else.
Today, Jueyuan was truly bustling with activity, but of course, compared to Nangong He, who had lost his granddaughter, he couldn't bring himself to feel happy.
Yet, to avoid ruining the harmonious atmosphere, he tried his best to blend in with them.
After having dinner, it was already 8:40 pm, and the Nangong family was ready to take Nangong Feifei's body back with them.
