With something on her mind, Gu Qianqian didn't sleep well all night.
Plus, that breakfast from Mrs. Murong in the morning that seemed like an olive branch made Gu Qianqian feel even more uneasy, so even when she got into Lu Zhanbei's car, her expression remained solemn.
Finally, she hesitantly asked, "Tonight, can I not go home?"
"..."
Lu Zhanbei didn't speak, just suddenly turned to look at her.
Thinking he was unhappy with her choice, Gu Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry! I know this puts you in a difficult position, but..."
"Where do you plan to stay? At your agent's place?"
Hearing this, Gu Qianqian raised her head, "You're not angry?"
"Why should I be angry? You haven't done anything wrong..."
"Husband..."
Sometimes, between husband and wife, there's no need for exaggerated declarations; just a simple heartfelt sentence can surpass all sweet talk.
Especially when her 'opponent' had become Lu Zhanbei's relative, her situation became quite awkward.
