At this moment, Sheng Qianxia was already outside the car with an umbrella, waiting, as Gong Beiyao emerged holding Gong Can.
Gong Beiyao was so tall that even with an umbrella, she had to stand on tiptoe. She also worried that Gong Can might get wet.
Gong Beiyao glanced at her with a furrowed brow, and instinctively, she reached out to hold his arm, and he did not refuse.
Fearing that he was displeased, Sheng Qianxia quickly let go.
Gong Beiyao's brows were furrowed, but she couldn't discern his emotions. Was he unhappy?
Finally, they reached the hall, and there was no need for umbrellas. Sheng Qianxia hurriedly folded the umbrella and placed it outside, following Gong Beiyao into the hall.
In the main hall, rows of servants lined up neatly, shouting in unison: "Hello, Young Master!"
They were surprised to see Sheng Qianxia there as well and, with joy, added, "Hello, Young Madam!"
Then, they were even more amazed to discover that Gong Beiyao was holding a child—
