Song Zhen was so happy.
Really, truly happy.
He hadn't felt this happy in many years.
And the reason for his happiness was simply because Gu Xinzhou had accepted the roses he gave her.
Gu Xinzhou originally wanted to scold him for being unfair.
But seeing him rush ahead like a child, she suddenly thought of McDull.
In that moment, Song Zhen actually resembled an enlarged version of McDull!
The night wind began to rise.
With a heavy heart, Gu Xinzhou looked at the roses in her arms, her nose gradually becoming sore.
Song Zhen had just run to the villa entrance when he heard Zhuang Xiuya's crying voice inside, "Are you planning to leave us mother and daughter homeless?
Doing this, can you live up to the trust your brother placed in you when he died?
No matter what, Xinfeng is also a daughter of the Gu Family, you can't deny that, can you?
Insisting on divorce, isn't this forcing us mother and daughter to death?"
Song Zhen finally understood.
