At this moment, Gu Qiyang, dressed casually, seemed less rigid than usual, but there was a rare seriousness in his eyes.
He stepped into Pei Jingchuan's office, his figure casting a long shadow in the light.
"Jingchuan, I am responsible for this," Gu Qiyang's voice was somewhat somber, a frown etched on his brow, "I didn't consider Yuzhu's situation fully."
Pei Jingchuan raised his head, his cold gaze shifting from the documents in front of him to Gu Qiyang. Yet there wasn't a hint of blame in his eyes.
"Qiyang, it's not your fault."
Gu Qiyang shook his head, displeased with his own negligence: "Forgetting such a thing is unlike me."
Pei Jingchuan's voice was measured, each word carrying weight.
"I was the one who was most negligent, I underestimated Pei Shangde's audacity."
Though his words were brief, they were laden with deep regret. Pei Jingchuan was always hard on himself and wouldn't shirk responsibilities, even in front of his friends.