"So he simply did like Li Xiuyuan, abandoned his parents and fiancée, and went to Guoqing Temple to become the Ji Gong Monk?"
"Yeah."
"Then, Mom, do you hate him?"
"I don't hate him because although Mom has a lot of energy, even with all the perfume I mix, there's not enough energy."
"Right, Mrs. Xiang." Gu Ran hurriedly interrupted the mother-daughter's nonchalant chat, "You also know, we are working to celebrate a colleague's birthday..."
"A female colleague." He Qingyan completed the gender clarification.
"A female colleague." Gu Ran continued, "I want to buy a bottle of perfume suitable for a twenty-year-old psychiatrist from you."
After pondering for a while, Yan Hanxiang said, "Seeing how hard you've worked, I'll give you a bottle."
"Where has he worked hard?" He Qingyan questioned, puzzled.
Gu Ran's heartbeat accelerated.
"Taking care of your cute self, isn't that hard work?" Yan Hanxiang flirtatiously lifted a romantic curl that had drifted to He Qingyan's lips.
