Grandma Gu sat in the main seat and kept looking at Gu Moli and Anxi.
Gu Shihai sat on the other side and after a while, he said, “Ali, you should consider your marriage. I thought about it. The girl from An’s family is here today. Uncle An will be here soon. Let’s explain this matter clearly.”
As soon as Gu Shihai finished speaking, Grandma Gu said, “Yes, Ali, Grandma is still waiting to hold her grandson.”
“Grandma, this is what you mean.”
Gu Moli didn’t say anything, and it took him a long time to spit out a sentence.
When Gu Shihai heard his son’s words, he hurriedly took over the topic and said, “It’s what I mean, Ali, I remember, I have mentioned this to you a long time ago. After you have considered this time, it’s time to give An’s girl a word.”
Gu Moli’s face immediately darkened when he heard Gu Shihai’s words. But after a long time, he didn’t say anything, but just stared at Gu Shihai.
The atmosphere on the dining table was a bit awkward, and even more so with Gu Shihai.
I didn’t say a word, including Grandma Gu, and lowered my head and savored the tea seriously.
An Xi looked at Gu Shihai with an innocent look on his face. When her eyes were about to move to Gu, Gu suddenly looked away.
An Xi was injured herself. It seemed that Grandma Gu still refused to accept her, although her marriage with Gu Moli was almost the same.
Seeing Grandma Gu ignore her, An Xi’s eyes looked like Gu Moli again. Just after a glance, An Xi hurriedly moved away.
The cold aura emitted by Gu Moli, and his deep eyes, were like a sharp sword, stinging every inch of his skin in Anxi.