Gu Nanyan said calmly, "Why tell them? To have someone come and fight me for my child?"
Lu Beicheng was silent.
This was her, Gu Nanyan's, way of handling things.
Before long, when the car stopped outside the Gu Family courtyard, Zhao Zhiqiu had already been waiting for them, mother and daughter. Her left ankle was bandaged, and she was accompanied by two servants as she came out to greet them.
Gu Nanyan got out of the car, ready to lift Little Baozi out of the safety seat when Lu Beicheng beat her to it, opened the door, and carefully wrapped him in a thin blanket as he picked him up.
Seeing this, Zhao Zhiqiu hurried over with a limp and said, "Beicheng, I'm so sorry! Look, you just saved Nanyan, and now you have to take care of Little Baozi." She then asked with concern, "Are your injuries serious? Will it strain your wounds?"
Lu Beicheng replied, "It's nothing, Mom."