"Huh?" Is it because of Fu Jue again?

Gu Qingqing was taken aback. She remembered that Zhai Wan'er in the book did have someone she liked, but the author hadn't mentioned the man's name, so she couldn't figure out if he was the one Zhai Wan'er liked.

"Is that not okay? Just let him show his face, even if it's only for five minutes." Zhai Wan'er thought this was putting Gu Qingqing in a difficult position.

“I’m just his adopted sister, not him personally. How can I force him to participate? You know he’s never liked participating in any activities.” Gu Qingqing pouted. The thought of someone liking him and clinging to him made her feel uncomfortable.

She picked up her milk tea, took two sips of the sweet and rich milk tea through the straw, and ate a piece of brown sugar pearl.

"You can do it, Qingqing, please help Miss Zhai," An Susu urged.

That way, she can go to the Zhai family's tea party tomorrow night, where she can meet Zhai Shaolin and many other socialites and heiresses.

“That’s right, Gu Qingqing, as long as you participate, Mr. Fu will definitely go with you.” Zhai Wan’er grabbed her hand anxiously, startling her.

"Don't touch me, I don't like being touched."

"Oh? I'm sorry, Gu Qingqing, please help me. I really like Mr. Fu. I just want to see him. I haven't seen him for seven or eight days."

"That's right, Qingqing, please help Miss Zhai! You're his sworn sister, and you want him to find a girlfriend soon, right? I heard Mr. Fu has never been in a relationship. Love is so wonderful, how can he not date?"

An Susu kept talking, making Gu Qingqing's ears hurt.