Guo Hong is a sensible man; he knows that Zhang Shu is not someone he can afford to mess with.
Although he had used Zhang Shu's name to gain some benefits in the past, it was all petty stuff.
Because he understood what kind of person Zhang Shu is, he didn't dare provoke her too much.
However, using Zhang Shu's name, the small business he ran in Jiangdu did quite well.
At the door, a family of three stood there, six eyes meeting each other.
For a moment, silence reigned.
Yuanyuan had very complicated feelings toward her parents. To put it objectively, she wasn't close to either of her closest blood relatives.
Because during her childhood, she received very little warmth.
Her parents did not fulfill their duties at all.
"Mom." Yuanyuan said a single word after gazing at Guo Hong for a long time.
Zhang Shu didn't respond, she just listened quietly.
"Let him in." That was Yuanyuan's second sentence.
