Cheng Xiao was quite generous in responding to the matter, "I'm not really scared to be hit, but... I think you should talk to him yourself. Otherwise, if he comes to settle accounts with me, I'm the one who will be out of luck."
"Don't worry about that, I'll talk to Old Lu."
After parting with Cheng Xiao, it was already 9 o'clock at night.
The cold wind was biting outside, and Gu Xia suddenly felt somewhat adrift.
Go back to Old Gu's? She didn't want Old Gu to see how troubled she was.
Go back to the mansion? She felt that Yu Xiuli didn't understand her, didn't know her situation.
Suddenly, she felt a little misunderstood...
Cheng Xiao hailed a cab and went home first.
Gu Xia, however, sat on the steps outside the tavern, watching the snow fall heavily outside... her heart filled with a myriad of thoughts.
Perhaps it was because she was preoccupied that she didn't even feel cold outside.
After who knows how long, a black Porsche slowly stopped at the curb.
