Gu Kuangyuan had been depressed for a long time, she didn't even attend the competition in Paris. Cheng Ye saw that she had lost a lot of weight and brought her to his place, personally cooking for her.
He used to cook for her often, knowing her preferences, he made many of her favorite dishes.
Gu Kuangyuan had no appetite, and merely took a couple of bites from the full table of food.
Cheng Ye didn't let her stay down, he scolded her harshly for a few sentences. Gu Kuangyuan's tears fell onto the dining table as she lowered her head and sobbed, "I don't need you to manage me, and I don't need you to scold me."
Cheng Ye held her in his arms, although she tried to break free, he held on tightly, not letting go: "Xiao Yuan, I swore in front of Seventh Uncle's grave, I will take care of you for the rest of my life, please don't push me away anymore."
