Gu Mansion.
The black car slowly pulled up to the entrance, and Gu Nanqiao got out, just as she was about to go in, she paused and turned back to say thanks, "Thank you for bringing me home."
Huo Jingting froze, the expression on his handsome face becoming instantly rigid, not expecting her to be so polite.
As she turned to leave, his voice rang out again in the next second, "Xiaoqiao, what happened seven years ago won't happen a second time."
He wouldn't let go of her hand again, nor would he hurt her a second time.
Gu Nanqiao narrowed her eyes, her tone of voice calming to the extreme, "Jingting, it's time to let go."
She sighed softly, "What's missed, is missed. Now, you've returned to the Huo Family, and I have married someone else. You are no longer the brother who used to dote on me, and I am no longer the naive little girl who would run into your arms whenever something came up."