"Qingqing, are you angry?" Gu Yuying, a lawyer renowned for his eloquence in court, however well-spoken and rational, found himself at a loss for words.
He didn't know what to say or how to explain what had just happened.
"Uncle, you're overthinking, I'm not angry. You're talking about what just happened, right? I have no reason to be angry. They like you, they pursue you, and I have no right to interfere. All I have is the title of your wife, and besides, didn't you say the first time we met that you didn't want to be interfered with in life?"
The reply didn't seem wrong, and Luo Qingli's tone was as usual. However, Gu Yuying found it piercing.
If he had known that he would one day fall in love with her, he surely wouldn't have said what he said.
Now, it seemed like he had dug a hole and buried himself in it.
He actually couldn't refute what Luo Qingli said.
"Qingqing, I didn't think much then. I..." I didn't know I would fall in love with you.
