Gu Yixuan strode into Shi'an Garden; he didn't have as many thoughts as Tang Ping. After entering the flower hall and paying his respects, he searched for the chair closest to Mrs. Gu Sr. and sat down.
"Has anything happened in the mansion?"
"What could possibly happen? It's just that I haven't seen you for days, so I thought of having you come back. I don't even know how you're doing, so I had someone fetch you. If you have business to attend to, go ahead." Mrs. Gu Sr.'s expression appeared no different from usual.
Her words, however, carried a hint of sarcasm.
Gu Yixuan is the most idle person usually; even now, when he has something to do outside, it's nothing but tutoring.
Gu Yixuan's face grew hot, "These days, everyone's been setting up poetry societies, so I've been spending less time at the mansion. It's unfilial of me, causing you to worry."
