"Who? Is it Baoqian's son?" Su Yingru asked.
Guo Qingfang nodded, "Yes, my grandson, named Gu Shu. You haven't met him yet; he's already 27 this year. He recently got a pretty good girlfriend—young, beautiful, and has a good background. Our Baoqian has met her too."
"Which family is the girl from? Tell me, maybe I know her too." Su Yingru joined in the excitement.
Guo Qingfang said, "Her surname is Jiang. They say her grandfather is decorated, and her father runs a listed company. That girl, just like our Baoqian, is a strong woman. That's one thing I'm not too optimistic about—once she's busy, she might neglect the family..."
Su Yingru's smile paused for a moment.
Thinking she misheard, she asked again, "Jiang?"
"Yes, her surname is Jiang. What's her name again—oh right, I've got a photo on my phone that my grandson sent me. You take a look too."
Su Yingru felt a chill crawling up her spine.
