Several days passed, and He Yun still hadn't gone to see Xue Yue. But she was afraid Xue Yue would exaggerate things and complain to her third brother. Her third brother seemed easygoing most of the time, but if he got angry and lost his temper, she was still very scared of him.
While He Yun didn't go, Gu Yuwei went looking for He Lang.
That afternoon, He Lang had just returned from town and was at his front gate when he saw Gu Yuwei standing there, staring intently at him.
He Lang intended to walk past her and into the courtyard.
"He San." Her voice was dripping with affection. If Xue Yue had been there, she would have gotten goosebumps.
He Lang held up a hand, glancing at Gu Yuwei. "Stop. Gu Zhiqing, I'm not in the habit of casually adopting sisters. Call me Mr. He or He Lang."
Gu Yuwei's face flushed red. She clasped her hands together, digging her nails into her own skin, and paused for a few seconds.
"He Lang, I want to talk to you about something."
He Lang said nothing.
