Chapter 2503: The young master of the Gu family

Chapter 2503: The young master of the Gu family

Chapter 2503 The young master of the Gu family

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In the banquet hall, celebrities from all walks of life have arrived, all coming to congratulate the young master of the Gu family on his full moon.

Wearing a white shirt, Gu Jinglan had a warm smile on his lips. He stood tall and tall with his child in his arms, making him a sight to behold.

He should be as gentle and gentle as a noble nobleman.

Aunt, long time no see.

A somewhat playful voice sounded, and Mrs. Gu said in surprise, "Qingling, are you here?"

Wearing a simple pink dress, Chen Qingling opened her arms and hugged Mrs. Gu, "Long time no see, did Auntie miss me?"

"You bad boy, my aunt thinks she won't be able to see you anymore. Your mother said you went to relax. What happened?"



Mrs. Gu patted her back gently, and then let her go.

Chen Qingling touched the tip of her nose, her eyes evasive, "It's nothing, I just suddenly want to go on a trip to relax. Auntie, don't worry."

After saying that, without giving Mrs. Gu a chance to speak, she immediately turned around and looked at Gu Yiran in Gu Jinglan's arms.

Qiaoan baby, come and give me a hug.

The little fat man Qiao'an threw himself into her arms, hugged her neck, and giggled happily.

When Gu Changning and Mrs. Gu were busy entertaining the guests, Gu Jinglan asked, "Did Wei Jia come to see you?"

"No." Chen Qingling obviously didn't want to talk about Wei Jia, her expression darkened, and she was not as happy as before teasing Qiao An.



How did I hear that Wei Jia has been asking Han Yan for news about you?

Chen Qingling pursed her lips, and her mood was indescribably obscure. Is Wei Jia looking for her?

He just asked Han Yan about her whereabouts. If he was serious, how could he not even know her number?

If he really wanted to find her, why hadn't he called her yet?

Gu Jinglan, we are still friends even if we dont mention Wei Jia.

She raised her eyes, looked at him seriously, and said word by word, "What happened before is just my late adolescent rebellion. Don't mention it again in the future."

The past, let it pass.

There is nothing to dwell on.