"Don't take it to heart," Nangong Ran hurriedly comforted her, "The Duke was just speaking off the cuff."
"But he really did drive away alone, and left me here by myself," Gu Qibao looked bewilderedly ahead, fell silent for a few seconds, and then turned to Nangong Ran to ask seriously, "Ranran, do you think I'm in the wrong?"
"This..." Nangong Ran scratched her head, finding it hard to say.
"I think, maybe you're at fault," Nangong Ran thought for a while and spoke bluntly, "The Duke is the most prideful person, but in front of you, he practically has no pride left. He's become the way he is now, and honestly, Gu Qibao, I think he must be madly in love with you. Seriously, I'm so envious of you.
"A husband who's both handsome and capable and spoils you so much, if I had a man who got up early in the morning to cook breakfast for me and almost blew up the entire kitchen, I'd definitely be moved to throw caution to the wind and passionately snap at him!"
