C880 The Stubbornness That Flows in My Bones

Gu Xian took out his cellphone. According to Zong Yanxi's words, searching in Baidu was the same as searching. Soon, a lot of answers popped up on the page.

Disgusting/Explanatory.

Suspicion. Resentment. Displeased; dissatisfied.

He showed it to Zong Yanxi. "What does my name mean?"

Zong Yanxi took a glance, but none of them had any good intentions.

This name was too casual