Qin Yuan couldn't help but become tense as well.
Gu Shiliu handed the gold ornament to Qiujie standing by, who hurriedly presented it in front of Old Madam Gu.
Gu Baoshu curiously leaned in as well.
Old Madam Gu, with trembling hands, picked up the gold ornament from Qiujie's hand and squinted to examine it closely.
Qin Yuan also kept her eyes fixed on the small gold ornament, trying to detect any clue.
"This, there's a small mark on the corner," Gu Baoshu exclaimed, "It's really intricately made, a lot of thought went into it."
Old Madam Gu gasped, and the gold ornament slipped from her hand, Gu Baoshu reached out to catch it, laughing, "Almost hit the floor, mother you're too... "
She stopped mid-sentence.
The Old Madam Gu in front was already full of tears.
She couldn't help but ask with a trembling voice, "Mother?"
Gu Jinghui clenched his fists, barely suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
