Mr. Zhao frowned and stared at Gu Qingcheng coldly.
Gu Qingcheng looked in the direction of the dining room.
"I can't leave for too long." She reminded Mr. Zhao, "Sicheng will look for me."
Mr. Zhao knew that Gu Qingcheng was telling the truth. Young Master would look for her everywhere if he didn't see her.
It was because of the young master's love for Gu Qingcheng that he hated her even more.
It was not Gu Qingcheng's place to make decisions at Wanmei Villa, and he would not acknowledge her as Mrs. Huo.
"Give me a month to consider." His eyes were filled with thoughts. "I'll give you a month too. You have to kowtow three times in front of Master and Madam's graves every day for a month. Every time you kowtow, you have to send me a video to prove that you went to Mt. Dragon Cemetery."
