C168 The Flaming Inner Heart of the Rhetoric Fever

However, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, even if Gu Shinian thought about it, she couldn't not return.

This was filial piety. It was also a sign of her respect for her.

Gu Shinian was sweating profusely as she sat in front of the table. After that, she picked up her phone and replied, "Don't look for me. I'll go back. "

On the other side, Gu Yuan was waiting patiently with a frown