"I don't mind about you and Dylan, it's not your fault." Qiao Yu looked at Gu Xiaomo and said with certainty, word by word, "As long as you stay by my side, I won't mind anything!"
Facing Qiao Yu, Gu Xiaomo was truly ashamed.
She wanted to say something.
But Qiao Yu was afraid she might, and he turned and walked away, saying, "I'll make you some food! You go rest for a while! I'll call you when it's ready!"
She wanted to call Qiao Yu, but in the end, she kept silent.
She closed her eyes, sighing in her heart.
Her stomach felt a bit uncomfortable again, and Gu Xiaomo vomited a bit at the sink but couldn't get anything out.
Inexplicably, she also felt a bit agitated.
After a shower, Gu Xiaomo sat on the bed looking at the script.
Qiao Yu then brought in some fruit, placing it aside, and sat on the sofa silently peeling an apple, cutting it into cubes and placing them on a plate, along with some peeled oranges, hawthorn, and longans, then poured some salad dressing over it.
