Leaving the Gu Family, Gu Ningyue took a deep breath. It's truly remarkable how the original owner managed to live in such an environment for so many years.
Ling Tianyou fastened his seatbelt and, seeing her looking troubled, couldn't help but say, "If you're uncomfortable, take a rest. I'll wake you when we arrive."
Gu Ningyue shook her head, "I'm fine, just now... thank you!"
Although Ling Tianyou seemed cold and indifferent, he had indeed warmed her heart for a moment.
"Half of Gu Wanwan's paintings are plagiarized from several foreign artists. Since they're not well-known, she happily steals from them." Gu Ningyue closed her eyes, trying hard to recall the original owner's memories: "Oh, right, the promoter Gu Wanwan signed with is reportedly worth millions, a nouveau riche, and seems to really like Gu Wanwan."
Ling Tianyou's lips curved slightly: "What? Do you want me to step in? I don't recall saying I'd help you."
