A moment later, Gu Youyou gave a wry smile. "Have you still not figured it out?"
"I..."
"Alright, you don't have to say it, I'll wait for you. But the deadline depends on your performance."
Since he mentioned the word 'wait,' Gu Youyou was not a fool; she believed he had his difficulties.
His stubborn temperament was probably hard to change, and he loved to bottle things up. Before it killed him, she decided to just bear with it.
What should have been a tacitly joyful ending was, unfortunately, complicated by her, unable to resist adding, "If you're really sick, don't be embarrassed. The longer you drag out an illness, the harder it is to cure."
Jin Zijin's face suddenly darkened. The flicker of emotion she had stirred was swiftly snuffed out by her thoughtless words.
Once again, in a fit of anger, he yanked her over; his strength caused her to cry out as, the next moment, she found herself straddling his lap.
Gu Youyou saw the almost man-eating glare in his eyes.