Yin Shixiong inwardly rolled his eyes: Mr. Huo was a perfectionist, a complete tyrant with exacting standards and a critical eye, but he was always spoiling Gu Nianzhi silly. Her pajamas were ugly as sin, and yet Mr. Huo had, with a completely straight face, praised them all the same.
You've got to be kidding me.
Zhao Liangze was also mentally cussing Huo Shaoheng out. If he was so insanely protective of her now, what was he going to be like when Nianzhi married?
Zhao Liangze involuntarily shuddered at the thought. He muttered a silent prayer for Gu Nianzhi's future husband.
As for Gu Nianzhi, everyone else had disappeared from her world the moment she laid eyes on Huo Shaoheng.
She launched into a long-winded and detailed account of everything that had happened to her since arriving in America. She did not mention the cameras Wen Shouyi had concealed in the previous apartment, of course—she did not want Huo Shaoheng to worry.
