Gu Qianan was stunned for a while before opening the trunk of the black mercedes-benz and pulling Gu Xiaoyou's luggage with a gloomy expression.

Gu Xiaoyou pulled the suitcase back and said to Han Muning. "Didn' t auntie prepare a guest room for me? I' ll come over to your house tonight ..."

"You' re already 20 years old. Do girls know what self-love is?" Gu Qianan roared behind her.

Gu Xiaoyou slowly turned her head and stared at Gu Qianan in a frigid eyes. "You remember that I am twenty years old? If I remember correctly, Xu Jiaqi was hanging out with you before she was 20? Did you ever remind her of what self-love is?"

"You!" Gu Qianan was so angry that he trembled.

"No matter what, she's also your little mother!" Gu Qianan reminded.

Gu Xiaoyou didn't care about him. She pulled the lever of her luggage and walked towards the taxi that was parked nearby.

Before she left, she did not forget to turn around and said to Gu Qianan. "Since you know that I have a bad relationship with her, let's not waste our time pretending to be a filial daughter or a loving father. I' m going to stay at grandpa's house these days and don't have to see Xu jiashi's long face!"

""

Gu Xiaoyou lay in the guest room of Han Muning's house and slept until 3 pm.

Han's Mother is a gentle and virtuous woman, no matter who she talks to, her eyes are always full of smiles.

After she had specially instructed the chef to make Gu Xiaoyou's favorite crispy durian pastry, she went upstairs to wake Gu Xiaoyou up.

Gu Xiaoyou sat on the bed in a daze.

Han's Mother stood outside the door and whispered. "Xiaoyou, Xu Ruochun just called. I told him you're still asleep. Do you want to wake up and call him back? He seems to be worried about you ..."

At the mention of Xu Ruochun, Gu Xiaoyou scratched her hair in frustration.

Even though she was boredom, she still obediently agreed. "I got it, auntie."

Hearing Han's mother footsteps downstairs, Gu Xiaoyou got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

...

At the dining table, Han Muning covered his nose and looked at the crispy durian pastry on the table with disgust.

Gu Xiaoyou pulled out a chair and sat opposite him.

There were only Gu Xiaoyou and Han Muning at the table.

Gu Xiaoyou yawned and took out the fully charged phone.

There were 13 missed calls.

Two of them were from her grandfather, and the other 11 were from Xu Ruochun.

Han Muning put a piece of ribbon into the bowl and glanced sideways at Gu Xiaoyou. "Yan Hengbai called?"

At the mention of Yan Hengbai, Gu Xiaoyou's expression darkened. She shook her head and said. "It's not like you don't know that we broke up ..."

Han Muning slammed the chopsticks on the table, his handsome face turned green with anger.

"Damn! Is he still human or not? When he was in England! But for your help ... He might not even be able to complete his studies! Now that he had the ability, he turned around and ran out on you to flatter Xu Ruochun's? You said you almost died for him. Are you stupid? !"

Gu Xiaoyou looked at Han Muning with a gloomy expression and said. "What can I do now? Hold his thigh and beg him to come back and be with me?"

Gu Xiaoyou's question made Han Muning speechless.

He knew that Gu Xiaoyou would never do that. That was not her character.

Han's mother took the chicken soup out of the kitchen and handed it to Gu Xiaoyou. She said with a smile. "Xiaoyou, I haven't seen you for three years. Why are you so thin? In auntie's memory, you' re still that chubby little girl. You' ve suffered a lot in a foreign country all these years, haven' t you?"

Gu Xiaoyou laughed hollowly and said coquettishly. "Auntie, this is the result of my weight loss."

Han's mother smiled noncommittally.

While Han Muning stood up with a" whoosh." He glared at Gu Xiaoyou and squeezed out two words from his mouth." You're stubborn!"

When Gu Xiaoyou glared back, Han Muning had already turned around and walked towards the bathroom in his slippers.

Han's mother was already used to the way they fought each other.

She suddenly remembered something and looked at Gu Xiaoyou, who had stuffed the crispy durian pastry into her mouth. "By the way, why isn't Xu Ruochun here? Haven' t the three of you always been inseparable?"

...

That's exactly what she said.

Gu Xiaoyou, Han Muning, and Xu Ruochun were indeed the best friends in other's eyes.

Gu Xiaoyou and Han Muning played together almost from the time they were wearing crotch pants.

Xu Ruochun came when Gu Xiaoyou was 14.

It was not an accident to know Xu Ruochun. Strictly speaking, Gu Xiaoyou had to call her aunt.

When Gu Xiaoyou was 13, her mother, Xue Mulin, had a car accident and died before she could get to the hospital.

When she was 14, her father got into a fight with the Gu family to marry a 20-year-old woman.

And this 20-year-old girl is Xu Ruochun's sister Xu Jiaqi.

Gu Xiaoyou certainly didn' t like a young mother who was only six years older than him.

Finally, after her fight with Xu Jiaqi, father Gu and Xu Jiaqi moved out from the house.

The one who always stood in the middle was Xu Jiaqi's sister Xu Ruochun, a gentle and sensible girl.

Xu Ruochun's temperament was unanimously recognized by the elders, especially Gu Xiaoyou's grandfather.

Even Gu Xiaoyou, under her long and gentle attack, gradually let go of her prejudice.

But then ...

Gu Xiaoyou put her emotions away and said to Han's mother in simle. "It's nothing. Maybe she's busy ..."

Han's mother didn't ask any more. She urged Gu Xiaoyou to finish the chicken soup, then stood up elegantly and walked towards the kitchen ...

...

Gu Xiaoyou lay on the sofa in the Han house, munching an apple and changing the television channel.

The music on the sideline was loud. Han Muning sat cross-legged on the carpet in front of the sofa and shouted. "Fuck him! Push the tower!" He played the game very well.

Gu Xiaoyou's phone rang.

She reached for her phone and took a look at the number on it. Then she sat up from the sofa in surprise.

Han Muning looked up and asked. "What's the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost.

Gu Xiaoyou made a gesture of silence with a pale face and whispered. "My grandfather ..."

When it came to her grandfather, not only Gu Xiaoyou, but also Han Muning was afraid of him.

The old military commander had beaten them up a lot when they were young.

Whether it was Gu Xiaoyou or Han Muning, they had all been pulled by his belt. His attack was very accurate and cruel.

Han Muning carried the laptop back to his bedroom. The game was intense and he didn't want to turn off the exciting background music.

Gu Xiaoyou sat up straight and took a deep breath before answering the call.

"Grandfather, grandfather!"

Gu Xiaoyou did everything she could to make her voice sound better.