The Purpose Is to Get Huo Qing'ang Drunk, Entrusted to Gu Pianpian...
Compared to the people who remained like wooden chickens in the conference room, the friends in the Green Courtyard seemed equally speechless.
"Mr. Huo? It's been almost a year, and you still call him Mr. Huo?"
"Gu Pianpian, in any case, you're a woman with a great figure, chest, buttocks, and even a six-pack. Huo Qing'ang, on the other hand, remains unfazed?"
"Sister, is this because Huo Qing'ang is inadequate, or is it that you're inadequate?"
In the eyes of her friends:
Huo Qing'ang's character was impeccable. If Gu Pianpian could genuinely fall in love with him through their contract, it would be a good thing. But with the current progress...
Most likely, the end of their contract marriage would involve divorce.
Gu Pianpian sighed with self-deprecation and rolled her eyes, "Who knows? Maybe Huo Qing'ang's wish in his past life was to become a monk in this life."
"Let me say this... It's not an impossibility," Qiao Du solemnly responded.