C391 They Met on a Narrow Road

Jiang Jingrong sat on the living room sofa, her expression playfully coy. Old Gu held a calligraphy brush in his hand, smiling as he examined it closely.

Qiao Mo descended the last step, letting go of Gu Yao, and slowly walked into the living room. She spoke up, "Miss Jiang, what a coincidence." As she talked, her eyes swept over the coffee table, which was laden with several red gift boxes