Also, at this moment, Gu Jingchen turned his head once again, greedily taking in the scene of sunlight streaming into the master bedroom, illuminating everything inside.
The woman he adored was holding a hairdryer, drying her long, silky, jet-black hair.
She tilted her delicate face slightly downwards; her fair complexion glowed with youthful collagen, and her soft features radiated a tender warmth. Her large, clear eyes flickered with a captivating charm, and her thick, long lashes seemed to have stolen his very soul.
"You brat, why won't you tell us who it is already!"
Clearly, Gu Yushan was deeply dissatisfied with how his precious eldest grandson was hiding and being secretive. He glared furiously, puffed up his cheeks, and roared over the phone!
But it was obvious that the old man's temper had absolutely no effect on the ever-unflappable Gu Jingchen.
"Grandpa, I'm busy right now. I'll hang up first—see you at home later."
