Gu Zhichuan was a little tipsy, and Feng Yangyang knew that her chance had come.
She knew that Gu Zhichuan was not joking when he said that they needed to calm down. She wanted to deepen her bond with Gu Zhichuan so that he could not easily break up with her.
"Zhichuan, let me help you back to your room." Feng Yangyang went over to help him up and said regretfully, "Sister Ningning's death anniversary is coming up. Shall I accompany you to pay her respects? I know you miss her, but don't be too sad."
Gu Zhichuan was still half-awake. He forced himself to stand up. Under the influence of alcohol, he looked at the woman with soft, long hair and gentle brows in front of him. He suddenly felt like he was looking at the sweetheart who had spent his youth with him.
"Ah Ning?" Gu Zhichuan exclaimed.
