Wang Yongzhu raised her head with a flattering smile at Gu Changqing: "Uncle, isn't it because I have you to back me—"
Gu Changqing sneered: "Don't use the tricks you play on Laosan with me. I'm not like Laosan, who has no principles and can be coaxed with a few words."
Wang Yongzhu pulled a long face and shuffled over to the desk.
Among all the male elders and contemporaries around her, the one she admired most was Gu Changqing, whose methods, cunning, and disposition were top-notch.
He was also very fond of Wang Yongzhu but was definitely not the kind who indulged without principles. So when Wang Yongzhu saw Gu Changqing's face turn cold, she indeed felt an unspeakable fear.
"Uncle—"
Seeing Wang Yongzhu's pitiful appearance, Gu Changqing was reminded of how his younger sister used to slide over cautiously, blinking her eyes at him after she made a mistake as a child.
His heart softened at once, almost enough to offer comforting words.
