Then, Ling Yuanzhou was upset.
He said with a sarcastic tone, "Your relationship with Gu Zhiqi seems quite good."
Mo Weiran knew Ling Yuanzhou didn't like Gu Zhiqi, so he didn't say much, just vaguely replied, "I owe her a favor."
"Owe her a favor? I think you're just captivated by her too, aren't you?"
If Ling Yuanzhou were talking about him, Mo Weiran would naturally endure it, but hearing him talk about Gu Zhiqi, Mo Weiran wasn't happy.
So he replied, "Can't you stop thinking about her like that? People change. She's different from before."
Ling Yuanzhou heard this and said coldly, "Indeed, people do change. Weren't you quite annoyed by her before? And now you've become her lapdog."
Ling Yuanzhou's tone was quite hurtful, but he wasn't wrong. Mo Weiran didn't feel anything wrong with being a lapdog for Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi saved his life. Forget being a lapdog; even being a workhorse for her is nothing.
