As soon as she said she was leaving, Gu Shiting felt like he was going mad.
It was as if Sheng Tang was leaving and never coming back.
He blurted out, "I'm going too!"
Sheng Tang: "...."
"If I'm not home, my parents and sister might go to my grandfather's place for New Year's Eve. In the past, we all stayed up with my grandfather on New Year's Eve," Gu Shiting explained.
Sheng Tang gently patted his head.
She hesitated slightly before saying, "I need to discuss it with Mrs. Gu."
There was no need to discuss it with Mrs. Gu at all.
In her eyes, her son was already Sheng Tang's to handle from now on.
Whose husband, whose responsibility!
"I'll have Song Chen help you pack and prepare some gifts," Mrs. Gu said, "You go ahead and don't rush back after the New Year."
Sheng Tang: "...."
What a carefree mother!
Gu Shiting was overjoyed.
Sheng Tang, on the other hand, was a bit troubled. Her home was a small four-bedroom house, and each room wasn't very big.
