In the special elevator on the first floor of the hospital, Gu Zhitong held Momo's hand and gently said, "Momo, don't mind those people's nonsense."
"If you're upset, I'll go teach them a lesson again to vent your anger."
Gu Zinan looked ready to face any challenge for her, showing loyalty.
Momo smiled lightly, her calm and serene voice revealing no sadness, "I'm not unhappy or uncomfortable. Zinan, did you ruin the image of a male idol you painstakingly maintained for over a year by getting physical with that person just now?"
At the end of her words, a hint of teasing was mixed in her tone.
Gu Zinan wasn't always the gentleman, mild and refined like jade.
He snorted coldly, "If it were a few years ago, I would have beaten him until he couldn't find his teeth."
With a ding, the elevator door opened.
