"Is Mr. Gu a clean person?"
Those rising in society, whose hands haven't been stained with something?
Gu Jiangnian can say this to her with a clear conscience.
Gu Jiangnian?
He didn't seem upset.
Being spoken to like this by Liu Qing.
This person didn't show a trace of anger, nor was he in a hurry to refute.
On the contrary, he smiled.
"Naturally, none of us are clean people, but the only one who can drive her son to reside permanently in the Northwest is Madam He."
Gu Jiangnian's hand slowly stroked Jiang Muwan's waist.
His unhurried and calm movements gave off an air of tranquility.
"If I were Madam He, I would certainly be kneeling before Mei Qiong now, offering three incense sticks and bowing three times, thanking her for showing mercy."
.....
Late July.
The summer heat was unbearable.
Jiang Muwan was nearly six months pregnant.
Her body wasn't as light as before.
Her actions slowed a bit.
Gu Jiangnian returned home a little earlier than usual.
