One look at Mr. Wei's vicious expression was enough to see that not a trace of his once-gentle and scholarly demeanor remained. And to think Wei Zhenling had once admired and respected his father so much, placing him on a pedestal as a learned, dignified, and upstanding gentleman.
Mrs. Wei descended the steps with a light gait, calling out with a smile, "Manman, Shaojun, you're here! This is wonderful! No wonder I heard magpies chirping on the branches this morning. Grandma was so happy she had Ah Gui start making pastries. They're steaming right now. Quick, come inside!"
Gu Shaojun and Xiao Man greeted her as "Auntie" and exchanged a few polite pleasantries.
Over on the side, Mr. Wei finally managed to glance over. He recognized Gu Shaojun but had no time to talk. While Mrs. Wei was occupied with her guests, he grabbed his travel bag and strode toward the courtyard gate. The woman behind him, holding a baby, cried out in alarm, "Honey, I—I'm scared!"
