"Beicheng, you’re here." Yu Wanqing imdiately beca excited upon seeing Gu Beicheng.
She had been eagerly waiting for him to co, and unexpectedly, Beicheng appeared just at the right mont, even as the two people beside her were still showing affection.
Today, Gu Beicheng’s face seed rather impassive, even to the point where people might feel completely reluctant to approach him.
A black suit couldn’t entirely hide his perfect figure.
His deep hawk-like eyes had never been sothing ordinary people could easily decipher.
Even though many knew it was a dangerous deep pool, countless people were still irresistibly willing to dive in headfirst. Perhaps, this was charisma.
His high, flawless nose bridge was a hallmark of a handso man.
What always ensnared won were Gu Beicheng’s lips, more beautiful than a rose, even in their natural state, sparking endless fantasies.
The handsoness of the Seventh Young Master was beyond words—devastatingly attractive and internationally charming.
Unfortunately, his cold deanor seed to be in direct proportion to his handsoness.
Rarely did anyone see the Seventh Young Master smile; his presence was like a blast of cold wind, felt even by those at a distance.
Hearing Yu Wanqing’s voice, Xia Yinian stopped and looked at the man passing by.
"Uncle." She blinked and called softly.
"Uncle," Gu Lingqian also said.
"Mm," Gu Beicheng nodded, then withdrew his gaze, as if he hadn’t glanced at Yu Wanqing at all from start to finish.
Xia Yinian didn’t know why Uncle suddenly appeared here. Why didn’t he co over with Yu Wanqing? What was he planning to do by coming now?
She only hesitated for a mont before turning back to Gu Lingqian.
"Where is it?" Xia Yinian smiled, tugging on Gu Lingqian’s collar and peeking inside.
Gu Lingqian waved his hands, maintaining his smile.
Gu Beicheng’s appearance seed like an obligatory greeting to an elder for these two; it didn’t greatly affect their ga.
Yu Wanqing wanted to follow but eventually stopped, turning back to her seat.
Beicheng’s mood wasn’t good; she wasn’t willing to go and be snubbed.
Watching Gu Beicheng being led backstage by staff, Yu Wanqing furrowed her willow-like eyebrows slightly.
Beicheng went backstage; could he be one of the two secretly invited judges?
If he really beca a judge, Grandpa wouldn’t be able to bribe him. Would he help her or help Xia Yinian? Yu Wanqing herself was uncertain.
"Where is it? Make it appear for now."
Xia Yinian’s cheerful voice pulled Yu Wanqing back to reality.
Yu Wanqing turned her head to glance at the two people beside her, her furrow deepening.
Just now, Beicheng was clearly angry, yet Xia Yinian was still playing so happily. Who was she putting on a show for?
She had to admit, she increasingly couldn’t understand this brat Xia Yinian.
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Yinian sat back in her seat, pouting.
Suddenly, Gu Lingqian forcefully pulled her, once more enveloping the girl in his arms.
His large hand swung out, holding red roses, shaking them in front of Xia Yinian.
Releasing her, the man’s smile widened.
"For you, my dear Nian Nian," Gu Lingqian squinted his eyes, gazing at her passionately.
Xia Yinian took the red roses, her eyes showing a hint of excitent.
"Where was it hidden? How co I couldn’t find it? Quick, tell !" She seed completely unaware of his gaze.
"It’s a secret," Gu Lingqian frowned slightly, withdrawing his gaze.
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