Gu Fuqiao lay on the bed, feeling a bit upset, and then thought about the money she lost, which made her head ache slightly. She hugged the quilt but felt too warm, so she tossed the quilt aside and hugged the pillow to enjoy the fan.
Suddenly, the wind from the fan seemed to lessen, and Gu Fuqiao turned to see Yan Zhen Guo's tall figure blocking the fan.
Earlier, this man forced her to eat, and now he's blocking her fan. What exactly does he want?
Gu Fuqiao sat up angrily, and just looked at Yan Zhen Guo, who asked, "You lost money." This sentence was not a question, but a statement.
Seeing Yan Zhen Guo like this, Gu Fuqiao knew he seemed to know what happened today. It seems he went out earlier to ask Chen Bajin. After all, they are husband and wife, so she didn't need to hide it anymore. She simply nodded and said, "Yeah, I lost money."
"How much did you lose?" Yan Zhen Guo's thin lips moved slightly.
