Han Jianing lowered her head, her tied hair was loose, and several hairs had fallen down, making her look a bit messy. Today, she was wearing the cheongsam that Gu Xiayang made for her in Yunnan in order to celebrate a good meaning with Bo.

I hope he can win the victory, and now he has indeed won the first place as he wished, but it is indeed this way.

The more Han Jianing thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. She stood up and the sad expression on her face went away. However, her eyes that were obviously swollen from crying clearly showed her previous grievances and discomfort.

"Gu Xiayang, I don't think there is anything to say between us. Now that we have reached this point, you don't need to explain anything to me.

If you really meant it, you wouldn't explain it to me after it happened. You could have discussed it with me before it happened.

You haven't done this for so much time, maybe I can think that in your eyes and in your heart, my opinion doesn't matter at all and is insignificant."

Han Jianing's eyes were suppressed with grief. She was very sad, but she pursed her lips and was extremely stubborn.

"No, little Aning. How can you be insignificant? You are the most important person in my heart." Gu Xiayang explained hurriedly.

"I do not believe."

Gu Xiayang comforted her softly, "I know I'm wrong and I shouldn't do this, but you have to know that the responsibility I shoulder is heavier than you think. Since we have such an opportunity, why not take advantage of it!"

"It's because I don't have as noble an idea as yours. You have shouldered a lot of responsibilities and you have had a hard time. I'll let you and I say goodbye and let's break up." Han Jianing laughed angrily. She originally thought she would listen.

When she got an explanation, she didn't expect that all she heard were excuses to whitewash the situation, which made her even more disappointed.

She lost her patience.

Just go past Gu Xiayang.

Gu Xiayang tightened her hand, "You also know my grandma's body. Before I set off, she held my hand and told me that she didn't have many years to live, and she didn't know if she would be able to see me succeed.

That day, do you know how distressed I was?

She may leave me in the near future, and I am completely powerless to stop it, but I can choose to make her satisfied, so I just want to get this leader, so that my grandma can be proud and happy of me, so that she can see me standing

To a higher level, I... just want to make the old man feel at ease."

He looked at Han Jianing with pleading eyes.

Han Jianing's hands were trembling, her heart was trembling, and she was a little shaken.

Gu Xiayang also saw it, so he picked up the box he brought back from the ground, "I made you a cheongsam. I did what I promised you."

He took out a new cheongsam. The soft white cotton fabric had a gradient of landscapes. If you look closely, you will find that it also has embroidery. It seems plain, but if you look closely, there are details and exquisiteness everywhere.

It can be seen that the person who made this piece of cloth put a lot of thought into making this cheongsam. Gu Xiayang also made it in the most traditional style, which was the tailoring he was best at when he was eighteen.

Han Jianing reached out and touched the cheongsam. She raised her eyes to look at Gu Xiayang, full of disappointment.

Gu Xiayang's heart skipped a beat.

"It turns out that you made two bubbles, which means you chose to give up our agreement and cooperation at the last moment. In that case, what are you doing with this cheongsam?

Humiliate me?"

"no!"

Han Jianing angrily threw the cheongsam on his workbench. Gu Xiayang reached out to grab it, but when he pulled it back, he knocked over the photo frame on the workbench.

"Bang!"

Glass shattered at my feet.

Han Jianing looked down and saw the photo. It turned out to be Xie Chaoyuan's gift.

In the photo, the two people looked at each other and smiled under the sky full of Kongming lanterns. Back then, they only had each other in their eyes and had the same dream, but they were completely different from now.

Han Jianing felt a little uncomfortable, and she knelt down to pick up the fragments.

"careful!"

"Tick tock..."

His hand was scratched by the glass, and blood dripped on the photo, blurring their faces.
Chapter completed!