Cheng Xu felt the already cramped carriage had an even lower pressure around him.
He tentatively began, "President Li, perhaps you should go home first."
What was he doing staying here anyway?
Li Tingshen irritably tugged at the tie in front of him, and threw his phone to Cheng Xu before stepping out of the car.
Cheng Xu: "..."
...
When the doorbell rang, Gu Mian put down her chopsticks, "It must be the fruit I ordered."
She got up to open the door, and the smile on her face froze when she saw the man standing outside.
Gu Mian eyed him warily. "Why are you here again?"
Li Tingshen asked expressionlessly, "Is my grandmother here?"
"Yes."
"I have come to take her home."
"Grandma hasn't finished her meal yet, someone will naturally send her home after she's eaten."
"Are you talking about Gu Xingzhi?" Li Tingshen scoffed, "Are you two living together?"
