1893: C1893 Am I the Person You Love the Most

C1893 Am I the Person You Love the Most

Aunt Shen expressed her sympathy for Zhou Tong's situation. She comforted Zhou Tong a few more times and soon arrived at the "Uncle" that Zhou Tong had mentioned.

Aunt Shen sent Zhou Tong to the door and said to Zhou Tong, "Little girl, I'll send her here."

"Aunt, can I visit you at the Shen Family in the future?"

Aunt Shen was in a dilemma. She was only a servant of the Shen Family and had no right to let a stranger in.

Zhou Tong saw Aunt Shen's dilemma and quickly waved her hand to explain, "It's okay, it's okay. I was too rude and made things difficult for you, Aunt."

Aunt Shen heaved a sigh of relief. She was very happy that Zhou Tong was considerate.

"How about this. If you want to find me, tell me in advance. I will come out to see you."

After saying that, Aunt Shen left her phone number to Zhou Tong.

Then, they exchanged a few more words. Seeing that it was getting late, Aunt Shen hurriedly said goodbye.

Zhou Tong stayed where she was and watched Aunt Shen's figure gradually disappear into the night.

Zhou Tong looked at the string of numbers on her phone and excitement gradually appeared in her eyes.

It was really as if she had stepped on iron shoes and found nothing. She had obtained it without much effort.

Just as she was thinking about how to sneak into the Shen Family, Aunt Shen handed the opportunity to her.

Although Aunt Shen said that she would come out to see her, she believed that she would find an opportunity to sneak in.

Zhou Tong looked in the direction of the Shen Family's villa and gradually clenched the phone in her hand.

...

Because Gu Tingshen had drunk and Zhou Haoqin still wanted to talk to Yan Yan about returning home, Huo Niannian called him over.

As soon as they got into the car, it seemed like Gu Tingshen was drunk. He kept leaning on Huo Niannian's shoulder and kept asking her, "Am I the person you love the most?"

At that moment, Huo Niannian seemed to hear a beautiful song. Am I the person you love the most? Why don't you say something?

In order to prevent Gu Tingshen from saying something that would surprise people, she quickly said, "Yes yes yes, you are."

"Then why didn't you listen to me?"

Huo Niannian blinked and did not quite understand what Gu Tingshen was talking about.

She thought about it and did not eat, drink, and talk to strangers. She obediently waited in the room for him to pick her up.

She was obviously very obedient, okay? How could she not be obedient?

Huo Niannian reached out and pinched Gu Tingshen's cheek.

Gu Tingshen frowned and pulled Huo Niannian's hand down. He hugged her and asked again, "Why didn't you answer me? Do you not love me anymore?"

Good guy, I'm straight!

"Gu Tingshen."

"Hmm?"

"Promise me you won't drink again in the future, okay?"

The drunk Gu Tingshen was like a child who had not grown up. He was obsessed with one question after another.1

Huo Niannian helplessly facepalmed. She had already seen the driver secretly smile.

Ying, it was so embarrassing.

"I never thought that I would meet Xie Zexian here. Furthermore, I was obedient and ignored him."

It could be said that she ignored Xie Zechuan. From the moment he entered the room to the moment he left, she had exchanged no less than ten words with Xie Zechuan. Furthermore, more than half of them were scolding him.

Huo Niannian scratched the back of Gu Tingshen's waist. He felt wronged.

Hearing Huo Niannian's reply, Gu Tingshen smiled. Then he thought of Xie Ze Xing's annoying thing. He was drunk and continued to speak childishly, "The dog with the surname Xie is so annoying. I already told him to get lost. If he dares to bother you again, I will break his legs. "

After saying that, Gu Tingshen fiercely ground his teeth.

Huo Niannian laughed and reached out her hand to hold Gu Tingshen's head. She used all her strength to rub it and messed up his hair. She helped him with an extremely ugly hairstyle.

Gu Tingshen looked at Huo Niannian in a daze, as if he was asking what she was doing.

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