"I miss you." Gu Qingxin held him, her eyes glistening with tears.
Just three simple words, yet they struck Beiming Han's heart fiercely. He hugged her even tighter.
In the car.
Beiming Han briefly mentioned the old man's funeral arrangements to her, Gu Qingxin's eyes were fixed intently on him, listening carefully.
"What about your health check report? What was the result?" Gu Qingxin was now most concerned about this matter. She could disregard everything else, the only thing she cared about was his health.
"There's certainly no problem, just a bit of gastritis that can be cured with some medicine." Beiming Han's large hand gently touched her hair.
"Where's the medicine? Let me have a look." Gu Qingxin understood him well; he probably said this to comfort her. How could he be taking medication when he's been at Jade Garden every day?
If only he were that well-behaved.
