"Where are you now?" Mrs. Fu asked, her voice sounding through the loudspeaker.
"We are in a taxi," An answered excitedly.
Mrs. Fu chuckled.
"Yu, you won't greet Grandma?" Mrs. Fu couldn't help but ask, noticing her grandson didn't bother about her.
"Good day, Grandma," Yu said. Then his mouth closed as he kept looking at the view.
"So cold. Where did he get that character from?" Mrs. Fu asked, her brows twitching with anger.
"Maybe from his father," Gu Qian finally contributed from the front seat. She had never seen Haoran physically, but when Zixuan mentioned him to her, she couldn't control her curiosity and searched about him online.
All the pictures and interviews he took part in—none of them showed him smiling.
The only picture where she saw him smile was from the wedding between the two of them. You could tell how genuinely happy he was by the way his eyes smiled too.
"Gu Qian, you are there," Mrs. Fu exclaimed.
