Gu Zhiqi heard the words and paused slightly, turning his head to glance at Gu Yuluo with an indifferent tone, "Is there?"
Gu Yuluo nodded seriously, "There is."
"You must be mistaken," Gu Zhiqi replied nonchalantly, then continued walking downstairs.
At his words, the corners of Gu Yuluo's mouth twitched slightly.
The young girl's expression remained sloppy, the usual laziness being of an idle nature, but today, it carried tiredness.
The paleness of her complexion could not be hidden; Gu Yuluo couldn't have seen it wrong.
Thinking this, her brows knit together slightly as she continued to follow.
Yun Sen, who was following behind Gu Zhiqi and Gu Yuluo, overheard their conversation and glanced at Gu Zhiqi, noticing her abnormally pale and sickly face. Thus, he spoke up, "Miss Gu, your complexion really doesn't look good. Could it be that you have internal..."
