Gu Zi felt she wasn't experiencing an illusion; it was Gong Xin who seemed to be in a daze.
Gong Xin waved away Gu Zi's hand and said, "It's a long story. Hurry, take me to your place for a drink, and we can talk slowly."
She didn't want to admit she got lost on her way to find Gu Zi; that would be embarrassing. Nonetheless, her body did crave hydration at the moment.
Gu Zi observed Gong Xin's parched lips and felt a touch of helplessness. How did Gong Xin, the pampered Miss, get herself into such a state?
Gong Xin seemed to have come here specifically to look for her. Could she have gotten lost?
Without mocking her, Gu Zi led her home, and Gong Xin stood in astonishment before the two-story building.
She knew the man Gu Zi was to marry was a pig farmer, and he likely had some money, but she never expected such luxurious living conditions—a two-story house with a front yard.
