"Let's go." Gu Nianshen walked over to Lin Yiqian and held her hand as he started walking toward the house.
The furniture in the house were all mostly made of mahogany timber. Even the chandelier was an old-fashioned design from the olden days of the Republic of China.
As there was nobody in the living room, the house felt rather empty.
"Master Nianshen, you're here," a servant greeted Gu Nianshen with a smile as she walked out of the dining hall. "I'll inform your grandmother right away."
After a short while, an old lady with a head full of white hair appeared by the stairs on the second floor. She was wearing a black-colored cheongsam made of flannel with dark red inlays on the sides. For a woman of age, she seemed indescribably elegant.
As she supported herself by holding onto the handrail, she glanced at Lin Yiqian and Gu Nianshen before walking down the stairs.