Xia Yangyang turned her back to Gu Qichen and remained silent for a while.
But in the end, she spoke up, "I should move out, Gu Qichen, we really aren't suited to live under the same roof."
Gu Qichen just felt especially disappointed.
Though from the moment he had spoken, he had guessed Yangyang would react this way.
"Are you afraid that Gu Zhaohan will mind, or are you afraid to live under the same roof with me?"
Gu Qichen's voice had already cooled by several degrees.
Yangyang turned around, "Gu Qichen, it's not that I'm afraid Gu Zhaohan will mind, nor that I'm afraid; it's that I don't want to, because I don't hope to have just jumped out of a quagmire, only to be smeared with mud again. I'm somewhat baffled by you, why you keep finding excuses to appear before me. Is it because you can't let go of me? Gu Qichen, you're always so fickle. Some things, once chosen, shouldn't be regretted, okay?"
