The young master is as beautiful as a flower

Rong Yan buried her head in Liancheng Yazhi's chest."Let's wait and see how I'm doing then, Yingluo."

If she was already in a much better mood and could take it, she would go. If she couldn't, then forget it. She was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to control herself.

okay, we'll talk about it when the time comes. Don't be so dejected. You must be happy when you get home. Don't go to Gu Hesheng's place tomorrow. You're in a bad mood. I'll take you and MeowMeow to the suburbs to relax.

Rong Yan thought for a while. good, Yingluo.

If she were to look for Gu Hesheng in her current state, she would not be able to get anything out of it. She might even put him in a bad mood.

Since that was the case, she might as well not go. When these difficult days were over, she would make up for it.