Gu Siting sat in the passenger seat, turning his head to look at Ming Yao.
His gaze was like two tiny whirlpools, seeking to deeply draw her in.
Ming Yao felt at a loss under his intense scrutiny; she turned her head and glared at him, "Why are you constantly staring at me?"
"Yaoyao, I'm worried that you won't pay attention to me in the future."
Seeing a trace of fear in the depths of the man's eyes, Ming Yao's heart involuntarily clenched.
Her red lips curved up slightly, "You said something right last night; you are innocent, how could I possibly ignore you?"
Even if she stepped back ten thousand steps, he was still the father of her children.
Even if she held resentment and sought revenge, it would be directed at the other members of the Gong Family.
"Don't overthink it, get some sleep for now. I'll wake you when we reach the Presidential Residence."
Gu Siting was indeed tired and with the soft whisper of the woman, he closed his heavy eyelids.
