Gu Qingxin picked up the juice and drank half a glass, then put it down.
"Thank you for taking me in today." Gu Qingxin stood up, intending to say goodbye.
"It's already evening, where do you want to go? I'll take you," Tang Rongling said.
Gu Qingxin looked blankly out the window. Where to?
Go back, she had to go back. If he couldn't find her, Beiming Han would go crazy with worry.
Thinking of this, she couldn't sit still any longer.
Tang Rongling took Gu Qingxin back to the North Garden. When Gu Qingxin returned to the villa, Aunt Zhou ran out and said nervously, "Miss, where have you been? The young master said he couldn't find you and was going crazy with worry."
"Aunt Zhou, please give him a call." Gu Qingxin's heart felt as if it was being squeezed by a hand, tightening constantly, everything here was beginning to feel suffocating to her.
How much beauty there once was, is now so embarrassing.
