Indeed, after the engagement was canceled, she didn't know anyone in New City, and he, as her only little uncle, ignored her.
But Lu Beichen snorted coldly, "You're nothing now!"
Gu Xiyao bit her lip tightly, concealing her sadness, "Fine, since Little Uncle is in such a hurry, come in and sit for a moment. I just brewed some tea, and poured a cup for you too. I'll go inside to tidy up and bring it to you!"
She turned around and walked towards her room. Lu Beichen walked over to the coffee table and sat down, taking a small sip from the teacup.
It was a while before Gu Xiyao came out of the room, having let her hair down and changed her clothes. Though the heating was still on, she wrapped herself in a coat, looking somewhat trembly.
"Where's the stuff?" Lu Beichen put down the teacup, frowning slightly, evidently lacking patience with her.
