Before Gu Nian could speak, Nan Jin Yu's face already showed impatience.
His fingertips unintentionally tapped on the stone table as Nan Jin Yu coldly reminded, "It's getting late. Miss Zheng, as a young lady out alone, surely your uncle and aunt would be worried. Shaochen, why aren't you sending your sister back?"
"It's alright; I informed Mother before I came out. Besides, coming to my cousin's place would make Mother happy rather than worried."
Emotions welled up in Miss Zheng's eyes, even Gu Nian, who was a novice, admired her in his heart.
Though Miss Zheng might look down on people a bit, her taste is quite good.
If only she were older and not stuck in this six-year-old body, an impeccable person like Nan Jin Yu would certainly make her have feelings.
Reflecting on the scoundrel from her past life who used her as a shield, Gu Nian couldn't help but question her judgment back then.
