Gu Jin’s refined deanor, the maturity beyond her years, and the subtly restrained aura she exuded were all laid bare in front of the two foxes, one old and one young, of the Yu Family.
Gu Jin withdrew her scrutinizing gaze, directly eting the eyes of the two foxes, and greeted them with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Yu Senior, Mr. Yu."
"Miss Gu, please sit down."
Yu Qingli extended his hand, inviting them to be seated.
Gu Jin didn’t stand on ceremony, taking An Mingji’s hand and seating him on the sofa, then sitting beside him.
Yu Qingli looked at An Mingji and asked, "And this is?"
"My younger brother." Gu Jin replied plainly, not wishing to elaborate.
Noticing her reluctance to discuss it, Yu Qingli asked them, "What would the two of you like to drink?"
Gu Jin glanced at the tea on the table and followed the local custom, saying, "Tea is fine."
The elder Yu signaled to the bodyguard beside him, who quickly brought over two cups of brewed tea.
From the color of the tea in the cups and the shape of the tea leaves unfurling within, it was evident the tea had been steeped for a while, making it perfect for drinking at that mont.
Gu Jin knew that all of this had been ticulously prepared to align with the timing.
She picked up her tea and took a light sip, then spoke with a smile, "Da Hong Pao, the flavor lingers. This isn’t available on the market nowadays; it’s a special internal supply tea."
"The girl’s got quite a discerning taste." The elder Yu hadn’t expected her to be able to discern this.
Placing the teacup on the table, Gu Jin smiled and said, "I’ve tasted it before, so I could recognize it."
Upon hearing Sister Ajin ntion it was good tea, An Mingji extended his slender, fair hand, picked up the teacup, and took a leisurely sip.
The young man’s movents were elegant and pleasing, as if he were a cultured young noble enjoying tea.
An Mingji was raised under the tutelage of a grandmother who ca from a scholarly family, and the etiquette he learned was ingrained in his very bones, making his every gesture natural and unforced.
His mannerisms were captivating, like a painting inviting admiration.
First, there was Gu Jin, who recognized the special internal supply tea, then there was An Mingji, exuding the deanor of a distinguished family; for a mont, the elder Yu and Yu Qingli found it difficult to see through these two individuals.
According to their information, Gu Jin and the young man beside her should have hailed from a small mountain village.
Yet how could a remote rural village cultivate children with such discernnt and extraordinary presence?
Yes, the two were still children, even younger than their own Yu Shuo, but their aura was not inferior to Shuo’er in the least.
At present, the two were already so inscrutable. Could they have even more promising prospects if they were to grow up? But what were they relying on?
The elder Yu narrowed his eyes, deciding to get straight to the point. He looked at Gu Jin with a gentle gaze and asked, "Last night Xiaohai had an incident. We’ve learned so details, and we found out that Miss Gu advised him in advance not to drive and to go out as little as possible. Does this an Miss Gu foresaw that Xiaohai would have an incident?"
The elder was straightforward, diving directly into the topic without giving Gu Jin a chance to ease into it.
However, Gu Jin had prepared herself for this on her way here.
Faced with the elder’s frank questioning, she didn’t hesitate. Relaxing her posture, she draped her arm over the sofa armrest, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at the elder.
Her deanor was casual yet appropriate as she began to speak, "Indeed, I’ve collaborated with Mr. Qiu several tis and have a good impression of him, so I ntioned it in passing."
She shook her head lightly, showing a helpless expression, "Unfortunately, it seems it didn’t help him in the end."
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