Mo Hua looked up and saw the tall, handsome but displeased face of Gu Changhuai, as if someone owed him money.
"Uncle Gu?"
Mo Hua felt guilty, instinctively wanting to stash away the storage bag.
But halfway through, he realized something.
Why is he feeling nervous?
Mo Hua smugly said, "These are the New Year gifts given to me personally by the elders of the Gu Family, and out of politeness, I accepted them!"
Gu Changhuai heard this and couldn't help but twitch his forehead.
This little rascal Mo Hua is getting along better and better in the Gu Family.
Even better than him, a direct member of the Gu Family.
At least in celebrations, he never received so many "gifts" from so many elders.
Gu Changhuai's feelings became complex for a moment.
Mo Hua ignored him and continued examining his "little gifts," when suddenly he looked up and asked in confusion:
"Uncle Gu, when did you return?"
"What return? I never went out." Gu Changhuai said.
