"Guan Qingshu, are you alright?" Yang Ruxin saw Guan Qingshu standing motionless, not even blinking, and immediately grew worried. She feared an excessive shock might send this esteemed scholar into despair, and if he did something extreme, that would be troublesome.
Finally, Guan Qingshu lifted his eyes and stared deeply at Yang Ruxin, then let out a wry smile before sadly turning around and staggering home, each step uneven.
"Gu Yao, follow him and make sure nothing happens," Yang Ruxin said, glancing at Gu Yao.
Without waiting for his older brother's command, Gu Yao nodded and trailed far behind Guan Qingshu.
"Xinxin, do you regret it?" Gu Qingheng held Yang Ruxin's hand.
"Regret what?" Yang Ruxin looked at Gu Qingheng.
"Regret rejecting such an outstanding man..."
"Gu Qingheng, don't tell me you're feeling insecure," Yang Ruxin said with a laugh.
Gu Qingheng honestly nodded.
