The group practically scattered and fled.
Gu Jiaojiao watched their retreating figures and pursed her lips.
"How dare they slander my man. Did they think I was just a decoration?"
She raised her hands, dusted them off, and turned with a smile.
The moment she turned, she jumped in fright.
"When did you get here?"
'When had Leng Yuan gotten behind her?'
In that instant, Gu Jiaojiao completely understood how Liu Xiqing must have felt.
'It really is quite a thrill!'
Leng Yuan's voice was raspy. He looked at Gu Jiaojiao, his gaze as soft as water, and reached out to pat her head.
"Aren't you going home?"
Gu Jiaojiao waved her hand. "You go on ahead! I'm taking Sweet Girl home."
With that, she walked over to Sweet Girl, gave Leng Yuan a wave, and pulled Sweet Girl along with her.
Leng Yuan...
Watching Gu Jiaojiao leave with someone else, he felt a strange sense of melancholy.
