"Oh, really? Well, Miss Gu, I'll be watching to see whether it's you who leaves the capital or me, Ding Long." Ding Ling snorted coldly but didn't say much more to Gu En before turning around and driving off.
When Ding Long got home, Ding Jinshi had already been there for a while, lying on the couch and sighing incessantly. When she saw Ding Long walk in, she glanced towards the door and complained, "Why are you just getting back? What could you possibly have to talk about with that lunatic Gu En for so long? I'm starving! You've got to pay me emotional damages for this."
"Have you fallen into a money pit? Aren't there fruits at home?" Ding Long found it quite amusing, sat down beside her, rubbed her head, and then handed Ding Jinshi the fruit on the coffee table, asking, "Does Gu En come to see you often?"
