Wen Ling caught up with Gu Qingjiu, and a familiar aroma entered her nose.
"This tastes like?!"
Gu Qingjiu raised her head and looked at him with slightly complicated eyes.
"Maybe I'm worrying too much, maybe I'm just using the same perfume."
The situation was urgent just now, and Gu Qingjiu didn't react for a while, but this time, she actually smelled the familiar fragrance that appeared at the door last time.
"How could he enter Gu's house?"
Gu Qingjiu smiled and shook her head, denying her idea.
Wen Ling thought she was denying what he had just said "send her away", and there was a nervous look on her dull face: "I'm not a bad person, don't be afraid."
"I can tell." Gu Qingjiu agreed with a smile.
"How could such a dull person eavesdrop on other people's conversations?"
"But thank you anyway. There's no need to give it away." Gu Qingjiu combed her hair that was blown away by the wind, and smiled brightly under the light: "In case my family will misunderstand."
In the end, Gu Qingjiu didn't need him to send her there and took a taxi back to Gu's house.
As soon as she got off the car, she saw the lights in her former residence were brightly lit, and Gu Chengche was standing in the courtyard with a nervous look.
Seeing Gu Qingjiu, his anxious expression suddenly became clear, and he waved to her and said:
"You are finally back. If you don't come back, my uncle and grandpa will kick me out of the house!"
Although there was a complaining tone in his mouth, there was concern on his face.
Gu Qingjiu smiled:
"How old am I? How can I still lose it? I was just reading in the library and lost track of time for a moment."
Within a few seconds, Gu Wenjin pushed Mr. Gu's wheelchair out of the house.
"Grandpa, uncle!"
Gu Qingjiu smiled and nodded to them: "I'm back."
"It's good to be back." Mr. Gu smiled happily when he saw that she was not injured.
"Father has been up all this time, waiting for you." Gu Wenjin's face was as serious as ever, but there was a rare hint of concern in his tone: "...and I even got into trouble for this."
"Really? Let me see."
Gu Qingjiu handed the bag to Gu Chengche who was standing aside, and lay on Mr. Gu's lap with concern, looking left and right.
Mr. Gu waved his hands and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's just a normal phenomenon in old age."
"...I happened to have learned some medicinal bath recipes before, so let's take a good foot soak tonight."
After Gu Qingjiu checked it out, he found that there was nothing wrong with it, he just caught a cold, so he felt relieved.
"Hey, I'm not your servant..."
Gu Chengche was dissatisfied with her asking him to carry the bag and muttered.
"It's because of your mother-in-law that I haven't been able to find a girlfriend."
Gu Qingjiu teased him. In fact, she was very grateful that he was waiting for her outside so late, and her impression of him changed a bit.
