Gu Qingjiu asked testingly, "How do you want me to express my thanks?"
"You should know."
He chuckled, then said in his deep voice, "Think about it properly. Good day."
With that, he hung up the call.
Gu Qingjiu was speechless.
What could she possibly think of?
She had a rough idea of how Helian Niancheng wanted her to thank him, and she couldn't help but think along those lines.
She gently patted her face. Gu Xiaoxi walked over as she rubbed her bottom, curious. As she gazed at Gu Qingjiu, she said, "Sister Qingjiu, your face is so red…"
Gu Qingjiu was speechless.
She hurriedly pulled Gu Xiaoxi towards her and gently smacked her on her little bottom. "Nonsense, Sister's face isn't red."
Qi Yuefeng, who was in the kitchen, overheard them. She stuck her head out in astonishment. "Face is red? Do you have a fever?"
"…"
Fine, so long as her mom didn't think it was something else.
"No."