"Keke, you're my family. How could I abandon you? As long as you're willing, I can take care of you for the rest of your life." Gu Qianxi eventually softened. He couldn't bear to see her crying like that—like an abandoned kitten, leaving no room in his heart for coldness.
"Take care of me for the rest of my life?" Tong Keke's eyes lit up momentarily as if she'd just heard something wonderful. But then she remembered the word "family" he had said earlier, and her tears started to fall uncontrollably again. "Like raising a kitten or a puppy? Is that how you'd take care of me for the rest of my life?"
Gu Qianxi: "..."
Ever since the little one started writing novels, her imagination had truly grown more vivid than before.
"Keke, how could you ever be my pet? You're my… niece."
As soon as he said those last two words, Tong Keke turned around and walked away immediately.
In the end, Gu Qianxi just saw her as a child. But she wasn't a kid anymore!
