At that moment, Ancient Wen Heng broke the silence, clasping his hands in a formal gesture toward his brothers. "Thank you for all your hard work taking care of things at home, my brothers."
Gu Yuanjin scrambled to return the gesture. "We're all brothers here, no need for such formalities. Besides, you've brought honor and protection to our family. We, your older brothers, should be the ones thanking you."
Gu Yuanmu and the others followed their eldest brother's lead, their hearts fluttering with unease. 'Seventh is such a high-ranking official, yet he's bowing to us. We don't dare accept it.'
"Alright, that's enough of this back-and-forth between you boys," Li Cuicui said, her face crinkling into a wide smile at their harmonious exchange.
"You—"
Before Li Cuicui could finish, another round of banging erupted from the side room, impossible to ignore.
