In the bedroom, Gu Zixuan waited quietly.
After a while, He Qimo arrived, and when the call connected, he said coldly and deeply, "I'm not coming up; come down."
Gu Zixuan frowned, puzzled.
But thinking about their relationship now, it's impossible for him to stay overnight at the Gu Family, so she nodded, picked up her keys, and said, "Okay."
She went out, changed out of her slippers at the entrance, and went downstairs.
Downstairs, beside the black Maybach, were all the cigarette butts He Qimo had smoked and tossed away.
Gu Zixuan glanced over and approached, softly saying, "Could you not smoke?"
Her voice was very faint; actually, considering the chaos between them, she really wished she didn't have to deal with He Qimo anymore.
But humans are strange creatures; when facing a dead end, even the most stubborn personality will soften.
Especially when thinking about Zixi's uncertain future…
And recalling He Qimo's restrained words, "The last time…"
