Su Yunling fell silent for a few seconds, tilting her head slightly to look at Gu Zhiqi, her mood a bit complex.
Meeting the girl's earnest gaze, her lips twitched lightly before she said, "Free of charge."
"Thanks." Gu Zhiqi listened, arched an eyebrow, and thanked Su Yunling, though her tone was less polite than before.
Seeing this, the corners of Su Yunling's mouth gently curved.
This was quite alright.
Being too polite seemed distant.
Once the car stopped, Gu Zhiqi and Su Yunling got out one after the other. As soon as she alighted, she saw a familiar figure.
Gu Zhiqi's steps faltered.
Looking at the person before her, her expression turned a bit complex, "I... don't owe you money, do I?"
To chase from the eighth floor to the basement, and then from the hotel to the hospital—unless the original owner owed her money, there was no need for such persistence, right?
