Gu Qingxin felt touched, but she still said, "Even for my sake, you mustn’t do anything foolish. My Ah Han needs to stay clear-headed all the time, to be awesome."

"Aren’t you angry? He spoke about you like that." Beiming Han looked down at her.

"Who is he anyway? He’s our nemesis. Is it not normal for him to talk about me like that? If he didn’t talk about me like that, that would be abnormal. So there’s no point in getting angry. I’m not angry, so you shouldn’t be either, okay?" Gu Qingxin gently kissed his shirt.

"There are germs!" Beiming Han quickly cupped her face.

"Even if there are germs, they’re made by you, and they like you." Gu Qingxin smiled at him.

"You, you’re getting naughtier." Beiming Han lowered his head to touch her forehead.

"Han... why are you here?"

An unfriendly voice came over, and Gu Qingxin’s eyebrows immediately furrowed. She immediately hugged Beiming Han’s waist and rubbed her face against his chest.

"Why did you come?" Beiming Han wasn’t welcoming towards Guan Yue either now. The little girl didn’t like her, nor did she want him to have any dealings with her, so naturally, he put the little girl’s feelings first.

"I heard news that the old man passed away, so I came to pay my respects. After all, I stayed at Jade Garden for over a decade and have gotten to where I am today thanks to the old man’s care." As Guan Yue spoke, tears started flowing. She raised her hand to wipe her tears, looking sorrowful.

Gu Qingxin really admired Guan Yue —she put on a show every day; wasn’t she tired? Wouldn’t she go mentally insane?

"Ah Han, will you take me back to the car please? I want to go back, I’m a bit tired." Gu Qingxin looked up at him.

Upon hearing that she was tired, Beiming Han didn’t hesitate to bend down and pick her up, striding towards the parking area.

Guan Yue feigned a nod towards him and said, "Han, I’ll go ahead and pay respects to the old man first then."

After saying that, she swayed as she walked inside.

Gu Qingxin looked at Guan Yue’s outfit and felt truly amazed by this woman’s cunning. She clearly came to pay respects to the deceased, yet dressed so skimpily.

It’s winter now, she’s cold on Guan Yue’s behalf.

Once inside the car, Gu Qingxin didn’t speak, nor did Beiming Han immediately get out of the car. He had the driver turn up the heating and kept holding Gu Qingxin.

"After Grandpa’s burial tomorrow, I’ll stay with you and Baobao continuously." Beiming Han’s hand gently stroked her abdomen.

"Ah Han, we’re legally married now, right?" Gu Qingxin pressed his hand and suddenly asked.

Beiming Han immediately nodded, "Of course, you’re my wife, my only wife in this lifetime!"

Beiming Han thought she might be bothered by what Beiming Wuji said.

Gu Qingxin nodded, "If that’s the case, aren’t you supposed to keep nothing from me?"

"..."

Beiming Han looked at her, suddenly feeling a bad premonition; sure enough, Gu Qingxin asked, "What was that curse he mentioned earlier? Why have I never heard you talk about it?"

Beiming Han knew she would ask about this. He held her small hand and said, "Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious."

"Will it harm you? Tell me!" Gu Qingxin looked at him very steadfastly.

Beiming Han saw in her pitch-black eyes all her worry for him and said, "It won’t. It’s a curse my great-grandfather placed on me, using his life as the cost to curse me."