Xia Yinian's indifferent gaze suddenly made Gu Lingqian feel uncomfortable.
But before he could process these unpleasant emotions, Old Master Xia, Xia Yiru, had already spoken up again.
"Actually, when Ling Qian came to our family to propose marriage earlier, I had my hesitations."
Proposing marriage, the older generation still used such old-fashioned terms, but Xia Yiru's cultured and rational manner was something that Old Master Gu liked.
In fact, it wasn't Old Master Gu and Xia Yiru who had a good relationship at first, but their wives.
Now, Xia Yiru's wife had passed away, while Old Madam Gu was still alive.
It was Old Madam Gu who insisted on this marriage, but Old Master didn't plan to disturb her with tonight's events.
Old Master Gu looked at Xia Yiru and frowned slightly: "Just speak your mind."
"Since it is so, I will speak frankly," Xia Yiru appeared troubled, but he let it all out now.
