"Forget it, it's not just her feeling cold," she thought. At least she had a shawl, while Gu Ranmo wore only a skirt for the sake of looking pretty.
As for Madam Lu and Hou Jinhua, both of them were dressed in thin cheongsams, feeling even colder.
Gu Jing didn't know when he had moved next to Qiao Yin, but he extended a finger and poked her arm. "Hey, don't you know that Lu Shengqing still lives? Why aren't you surprised?"
Qiao Yin ignored him, hugging her arms tightly around her shawl to keep warm.
Ahead of them, Gu Chengqiao had already regained his composure and spoke loudly, "Congratulations, congratulations, Mingzhen! Shengqing has returned, and this is a great joy! Such happy news, and you kept it so well hidden! I've been wondering all this while who this wonderful kid was, and it turns out to be Shengqing!"
"Shengqing, do you remember Uncle Gu? It's been a long while, but you have grown more composed. I really envy your dad for having two such outstanding sons!"