"You're welcome, Gu Xiaoqing," Fang Shaohan answered through gritted teeth.
No way.
There's nothing I want to do that I've been stopped from doing yet. It seems this little girl thinks I'm easygoing and is pushing her luck.
The car arrived home.
Gu Xiaoqing immediately got out of the car and walked into the house. That person's gaze was like it could set someone on fire; Gu Xiaoqing didn't have the thick skin to endure such a stare.
Li Xuemei heard the sound of the car and had already come running out. Gu Xiaojie had already rushed over to help Fang Shaohan with the suitcase and seemed very familiar with him.
Gu Xiaoqing couldn't understand, had she not just been away for one year?
Everyone at home seemed to be familiar and warm with Fang Shaohan like he was family.
She, on the other hand, felt like a bit of an outsider.
