The silly girl became a wealthy wife

8

The question was initially abrupt, but paired with his quizzical, yet amused look, it made you feel like you were talking to an old friend, a refreshing feeling.

Gu Lan, the eighth child in the Gu Family, who was equally middle-ranking but cheerful, immediately laughed. Her voice was as sweet as purple grape juice in September. "Little Nine is a well-known i***t in our family!"

Vivian glanced at Gu Cheng subtly, and Gu Cheng stuck out his tongue in fear and shrank back playfully.

Passerby A raised an eyebrow curiously, somewhat puzzled. "Big Brother Mo?"

Gu Cheng glanced at the old man and Vivian's expressions and explained with a smile, "Xiaojiu is not only slow in her temper, but also slow in her work. If you don't urge her, she can take an hour to change clothes. Just listening to her talk can drive you crazy!"

She lowered her voice to emphasize, "I'm not exaggerating at all! Look, she's been getting changed for almost an hour, hasn't she?"

She then winked at the expressionless housekeeper standing nearby and asked, "An hour?"

The housekeeper replied dutifully, "Miss Eight, it's been over an hour!"

Gu Cheng gave Passerby A a look that said, "Huh, I'm not exaggerating!" Passerby A chuckled softly, her voice low and clear, like a spring flowing in a mountain stream.

In the Gu Family, the seventh and eighth elders typically spoke with a relaxed expression of anger. When the old man spoke to Vivian, everyone else automatically fell silent or spoke in reserved, low voices, so as not to interrupt their "business."

Vivian was a person with a strong sense of time. At the company, she was very strict and domineering with her subordinates, a true business tough guy.

Hearing Gu Cheng's words, her eyes suddenly grew colder. She elegantly raised her chin toward the housekeeper and calmly instructed, "Go get Xiaojiu!" But her tone was an imperative, something Old Man Gu appreciated.

In truth, she'd woken the moment Derek Gu's cool fingers touched hers, but she wouldn't open her eyes.

She was greedy, craving this comfort and quiet, as if all the fatigue in her body could dissipate through those gentle touches.

She lay there motionless, like a spoiled baby, enjoying the gentle soothing.

His fingertips touched her damp face, scooping up a handful of water and gently rubbing it.

"I really don't want to get up!" Sophia Gu said lazily, her eyes half-closed.

"Then sleep a little longer!" Derek Gu said indulgently.

"Someone's going to call you soon, so I better be good!"

Sophia Gu wrapped herself in a damp towel and stood up. The towel felt heavy with water, clinging tightly to her skin, revealing every curve of her figure.

Derek Gu frowned, feeling the urge to rip the obstructing towel off. He felt as if it was blocking something. They had been conceived together, inseparable, and now the towel was like a wall, a damn eyesore.

She stared at Derek Gu, who, stunned, then silently walked to the wooden trellis. With his back to her, he unfolded the lavender towel embroidered with a Wei Zi pattern and whispered, "Well, I'll get dressed!"

Derek Gu draped the unfolded towel over her and tugged off the damp inner towel. To Sophia Gu's stunned, then amused expression, he tossed it beside the tub and sullenly walked out of the bathroom.

A moment later, he placed a stack of clothes in the trellis and turned to leave.

Sophia Gu was so utterly useless that she'd forgotten to bring her bathing clothes. If Derek Gu wasn't there, she wouldn't have needed to. After showering, she'd changed into light pajamas and slumped into bed, her life more leisurely than a mouse's.

If Derek Gu were here like he was today, she wouldn't have bothered to go get it herself. She knew he'd arrange everything for her, so she wouldn't have to think about it herself.

Sophia Gu designs most of her clothes herself, focusing on comfort, with clean lines and simple styles—whatever feels right.

You can tell a person's personality by looking at their clothes. For example, Vivian is a dominant, powerful woman, while Sophia Gu is a self-assured, idle type who's only interested in small pleasures.

Just as she was dressed, there was a knock on the door. Xiaojiu gave Derek Gu a look that said, "Hey, right?" and lazily replied, "I'm coming!"

Compared to the other young ladies of the Gu Family, Sophia Gu's outfit was much more casual. She wore a simple, elegant, pastel-colored knee-length skirt. Her silky, silky hair was neatly tied up by Derek Gu, with a few strands cascading down her cheeks. It was simple yet respectful. She, Old Man Gu, and Derek Gu looked like the relaxed hosts greeting guests, while her sisters acted like guests at a banquet.

The young ladies of the Gu Family were certainly not guests, and Sophia Gu didn't dare steal their limelight. She was well-behaved and quiet, taking the last seat, staring at Old Man Gu. Once he started eating, she immediately dove in!

The seating at the Gu Family dinner table is also very particular. Think of it like the seating arrangement of ministers at European royal banquets. This is the tragedy of a family with too many people; even meals feel like a meeting.

The Party teaches us that if we want to get rich, we should have fewer children and plant more trees. And rightly so!

The table is probably three meters long. Since it's the birthday of Derek Gu, the darling of the Gu Family, everyone is quite present. Apart from a few busy patriarchs, almost all the younger generations are present.

At the head of the table sits the Gu Family's authority, and directly opposite them sits today's distinguished guest, "Random Person A."

To the left sit the Gu Family's fathers, and to the right, the mothers. Below the fathers sits Derek Gu. Opposite Derek Gu sits Vivian. When it comes to Sophia Gu, she happens to be seated next to "Random Person A."

"Random Person A" suddenly gives her a faint smile.

Sophia Gu felt a chill run down her spine. Such... such a creepy smile... She immediately responded with an innocent, pure, and flawless... face, complete with a small canine tooth...