Gu Yelin also found it strange. Rarely did anyone send things to An Yiqing. Even when they did, it should have been sent to the An Family, right?
An Yiqing didn't bother to look for a utility knife. She took advantage of Gu Yelin's distraction and tore along the gap in the box—
With a ripping sound, the package was torn in half by some Power Lady, and paper shreds fluttered in the wind...
Gu Yelin's face immediately darkened. He quickly picked up An Yiqing's small hand, inspecting it back and forth several times, and only after confirming that it wasn't injured or bruised did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"From now on, let me handle such things. You can just watch from the side." He gently scraped An Yiqing's little nose as a playful punishment and spoke softly.
An Yiqing stuck out her little tongue, "It's just a package, much easier than the training you arranged for me at Hong Ci back then."
