Tang Yuxiu's confession moved Gu Yan more than anything she had ever experienced in her life, and she cried for a long time. Tang Yuxiu didn't stop her.
She might have been bottling it up for so long without a release, so this time, let her cry as much as she needs to.
In the future, he would never let her shed another tear, because, the tears that fell on his chest burned his heart so vividly.
After crying enough, Gu Yan wiped her tears and looked at the traces of tears on his freshly changed shirt, feeling a bit guilty.
She pointed at his chest and looked up with evading eyes, "Do you have another shirt to change into?"
Tang Yuxiu glanced down and sighed softly, "Yes."
How could he only have one set of clothes to change?
Alright, Gu Yan understood, that Young Master Tang needed to have at least five sets of clothes to change, which was his style.
"Then do you want to change your clothes first?"
