"A-Ah? What did you just say? Come with me? You're coming with me?!"
Tang Xiaoyu's eyes widened. She stared straight at the man, unable to believe what he had just said.
"No. Didn't you just say that you can't leave because of your company's recent, big project?"
You can't leave when there's a wedding, but you can now that the wedding is off?!
For no reason, she got upset at this.
"This matter is too complex. You can't help Pei Ge with anything even if you go back," reasoned Gu Zhengrong. From his tone, it was as if they were taking a bus home and not a flight from New York to China.
"I can't help with anything, but you can? That's China—not New York! You can't even dominate this city; what do you think you can do back home?" she spat in anger. "Besides, she already has her fiancé; does she need you to step in?!"
"…"
