She didn't know how long she had been walking, but Gong Si only knew that the snowflakes were getting heavier and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, but Luo Cheng insisted on walking home.
She vaguely knew that Luo Cheng still had something to say, and the crux of the problem lay later.
After so long of preparation and two full hours of walking, Los Angeles should have reached its theme, right?
"Honey, don't mention going to Shaobai's house again. I won't agree. I'd rather go to jail or have my grievances repaid than let you get close to him. Can you understand my thoughts?" The door is in sight, and it's snowing heavily.
With the sound flying, Luo Cheng stopped his steps, straightened Gong Si's shoulders, and said every word.
Gong Si hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
She knew why Luo Cheng didn't let her go to Tang Shaobai. It was because Luo Cheng felt that no matter how bad he was, he couldn't rely on her as a woman to resolve his grudges. If he didn't care, what did it matter where she went and who she was with?
It was precisely because he cared so much that Luo Cheng didn't want her to get close to Tang Shaobai.
"I just feel that the matter started with me and should end with me. You and Shaobai were good friends, but they turned against each other because of me. I'm sorry for you two." Gong Si looked up at Luo Cheng and asked with a frown:
"I'll go to Shaobai and persuade him to turn back. Is this really not possible?"
"No, I won't agree. I would rather die in his hands than allow you to go find him!" Luo Cheng replied firmly.
When Gong Si heard the word "death", her breath stagnated. She threw herself into Luo Cheng's arms and said, "Don't say unlucky words. I listen to you and never mention this matter again."
Maybe Luo Cheng was right. Even if she went to Tang Shaobai, it would only be a disservice. She shouldn't cause trouble.
Luo Cheng has never been a weakling. She should believe that this man can get out of the current predicament.
As for her grievances and grudges with Tang Shaobai, she would have to wait and see if they would be clarified one day.
The two reached an agreement and then returned home.
But he saw An Ran sleeping on the sofa without even a quilt, moaning and sighing, obviously because he was treated like this by Mi Xiaojia.
Seeing them coming back, An Ran sighed and said: "It's not easy to be a nanny. From now on, leave such good jobs to other miserable men. I won't be a nanny anymore."
Not only is the little guy cruel, but that woman Mi Xiaojia is also stone-hearted. He is no match for the big one and the small one in the bedroom.
"Are you sure? As far as I know, there are just a handful of people who want to be Xiaojia's fake husband, and they are all the best among them." Luo Cheng replied quietly, entered the bedroom, found a quilt, and threw it to An Ran.
Then he took Gong Si into the bedroom, intending to cultivate their relationship alone.
An Ran was left sitting on the sofa, thinking about whether what Luo Cheng just said was true.
Mi Xiaojia, that woman, has never been popular with men. How could a man want to be Mi Xiaojia's fake husband? He didn't believe it anyway.
Isn't it true that only a man as unscrupulous as him in the world would be interested in a woman with no special features like Mi Xiaojia? Of course, he was only interested in Mi Xiaojia's body.
As for Mi Xiaojia's heart, he wasn't interested at all.
After some mental construction, I lay down peacefully on the sofa and watched TV.
As for Gong Si and Luo Cheng in the bedroom, since Xiaojun was sleeping in Mi Xiaojia's bedroom, Gong Si thought about Yi Luocheng's impatient temper and would definitely be gentle with her later. She took the lead in washing herself.
