Qin Heng lowered his head and used the corner of his eye to peek at Gu Baoshu, his little heart hanging in suspense.
Gu Baoshu, as always, did not comfort him: "...So, will your father agree to this?"
The look in her eyes as she glanced back at him was full of the meaning: you know I'd like to help but I really can't.
Qin Heng looked utterly dejected, his head drooping even lower.
Gu Baoshu was still reminding him to remember his original intention: "Besides, weren't you going to stay here and keep an eye on Xu Tang so he doesn't cause trouble?"
Qin Heng bared his teeth: "Ahem, what a heavy burden indeed. The more I think about it, the more of an eyesore Xu Tang seems!"
Gu Baoshu lightly patted the crown of his head: "Come on, I'll hurry and send you back. If your mother finds out... I'm afraid you'll be kneeling in the ancestral hall again."
Qin Heng's heroic spirit vanished at once.
