Gu Zihan paused at the doorway for a while, staring at Gu Zihan, and after a long moment, he took firm steps and briskly walked away.
Suddenly, in the quiet environment, only Gu Zichen and Qiao Xiguan were left.
Qiao Xiguan felt dizzy from the alcohol, she quietly watched Gu Zichen, and then suddenly, she began to laugh softly, the smile at the corner of her mouth very apparent and growing more pronounced.
Gu Zichen's brows furrowed.
"I suddenly realized that you have a cute side too," Qiao Xiguan said.
Gu Zichen's brow furrowed tighter, "You should know your place in the future."
"How should I know my place?" Qiao Xiguan looked at him, her eyes silently expressing her speechlessness.
But Gu Zichen did not speak anymore.
This reserved man.
Qiao Xiguan staggered to her feet, then squatted in front of Gu Zichen, leaning softly against his wheelchair, struggling to lift her head to look at him, and spoke in a coquettish voice, "Your brother is too bad, you have to protect me."