Come With Me

Meng Nianyao lowered her head and curled her fingers as if she was waiting for her judgment. Gu Wencheng saw her actions and reached out to hold the hand that wasn't injected with needles. Warmth spread through Meng Nianyao's palm.

"Do you think marriage is a game?" Grandpa Gu's voice was deep and authoritative."You didn't tell us about your marriage and even hid it from us. Do you even think of us elders at all?"

"I was wrong in this matter." Gu Wencheng glanced at Meng Nianyao. Her eyelashes trembled slightly. Every time she trembled, it seemed to brush against his heart, making his heart soften."I didn't think it through. I'm sorry." He didn't find any excuses and admitted his mistake with a proper attitude.