The Head of the Gu Family

Qin Yiyi did not expect Gu Qingman to say this.

She tilted her head and looked at her with a lazy smile. "Miss Gu, you must be joking. I'm just a high school student. How can I help you?"

Was this not helping?

If it were any other time when someone treated Gu Qingman like this and spoke to her in such a tone, with her arrogance and reserved manner, she would definitely get up and leave without looking back.

But now...

Her hands were tightly clasped together as a hint of sadness flashed across her eyes.

"Yiyi, I know that you and Jiatong and the rest have some misunderstandings. I've heard about your matters from Jiatong and the rest before, but each of you has their own reasons. I've been abroad for many years and don't know about the specific matters between the two of you. Why don't we shake hands and make peace on account of me?"

On your account?

Qin Yiyi curled her lips and shook her head in amusement.