Recalling in his mind, Lance's gaze involuntarily drifted to Gu Zhiwei's chest.
Indeed, it was great, and he wanted to experience it again.
"No, this is just a farce. Lance, your status is too noble, we're not suitable. Besides, I want Weibao to live an ordinary life," said Gu Zhiwei seriously, not noticing Lance's lustful gaze.
"You're wrong, our family does not place great importance on background. You are the eldest daughter of the Gu family, we are well-matched."
Gu Zhiwei was at a loss for words, frowning as she thought of a countermeasure: She had told him no, she had to think of another way.
Old Master Gu had been silently eavesdropping from the side, trying to lower his presence, he even slowed down his breathing.
In the end, the truth was delightful!
Not only was his grandson Lance's, but his daughter was also about to be Lance's.
