Bab 107: I Really Can't Dance

"Uncle Nan, you haven't had enough of your own grandson yet, and you're already thinking of carrying mine?" Gu Wencheng smiled at the sudden mention of childbirth.

"How can you have enough children?" Uncle Nan said, "For people our age, having a child is a blessing. Besides, how can your child be the same as my son's child? You and Nianyao are both good-looking, so the child you give birth to will also be first-class good-looking."

Gu Wencheng was amused by Uncle Nan. Just as he was about to speak, there was movement upstairs.

Meng Nianyao was wearing a dark red cheongsam and high heels of the same color. Grandma Gu had skillfully tied her hair into a bun with a tassel hairpin on it. Her every move was like that of a noble lady from the Republic of China.

Gu Wencheng was stunned for a moment. When Meng Nianyao stopped on the stairs, he came back to his senses and smiled. "Mrs. Gu, you're very beautiful."