"Alright then." Qian Bao said after a moment of silence, "I'm heading back first."
This matter, he had to handle it personally.
"I'll leave this to you then," Qian Bao said to Gu Lingling.
"He's actually quite good." After Qian Bao left, Gu Lingling said, "Why are you doing this...?"
She could also see that Zhao Jingmiao didn't dislike Qian Bao.
"Lingling, I feel that being alone is actually quite good," Zhao Jingmiao shook her head, "Besides, he's successful in his career now; how can I be a match for him?"
The current Qian Bao was no longer the street hoodlum from a few years ago.
"Moreover, not many men wouldn't mind about that incident," Zhao Jingmiao said and lay on the hospital bed looking out the window.
Gu Lingling didn't say anything further.
At the door, Qian Bao, who had forgotten to remind her to slow down the IV drip in the afternoon, stood looking at the two people inside for a long time, then thought better of it, retracted his hand, turned, and left.
