Gu Fuqiao glanced at Yan Zhen Guo, then frowned and said, "Oh, does this mean that tomorrow we both have to pack up and go back to C City?" Originally, Mrs. Yan Senior had finally made some concessions, let's not have Yan Zhen Guo mess things up.
Yan Zhen Guo heard this, chuckled, and said, "I'm sincerely trying to help you."
Gu Fuqiao glanced at Yan Zhen Guo, then disdainfully snorted and said, "Alright, alright, the more you help, the more you mess things up!"
Seeing Gu Fuqiao like this, Yan Zhen Guo felt a bit guilty, lightly placed his hand on Gu Fuqiao's shoulder, gently kneaded it, and said, "I know you've had it tough. Actually, you don't have to care about my mom. If you're not happy, we can leave tomorrow."
Yan Zhen Guo genuinely meant this for Gu Fuqiao, but how could they just leave without considering anything?
