love you like jewels

Chapter 1163 Let's see how you cry!
After Wanwan left, Fang Qingling finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised her hand and knocked on Gu Zhen's forehead, cursing bitterly.

"Are you stupid? Wanwan is such a good girl, she can go to the living room and go to the kitchen, she is more than enough for you, a dead homeboy. If you miss her, you will definitely regret it for the rest of your life!"

Gu Zhen rubbed her forehead: "Sister, can't you be gentle? If you beat me stupid, what will I eat later!"

"Don't try to change the subject!" Fang Qingling glared at him, refusing to give him a chance to dodge, "Tell me honestly, do you really look down on Wanwan so much?"

"As you said just now, her condition is so good, it would be too wronged for her to stay with me, a dead otaku. I think it's better if I don't delay her."

"Stop talking nonsense with me, I know what you mean, I'll tell Wanwan later, let her stop flirting at you, a blind man, and when you regret it later, I'll see how you cry !"

Fang Qingling spoke aggressively, but she didn't force Gu Zhen to get along with Wanwan anymore.

A twisted melon is not sweet, and she is not willing to do that kind of laborious but thankless thing.

But she was still very worried that Gu Zhen would continue to indulge like this.

He has a brilliant brain and superb hacking skills. He has been a genius in his family since he was a child. He should have a better future, but now he is like a puddle of mud, hiding in that dark basement, living his life today. A day without tomorrow.

Countless people felt sorry for his sinking, and his relatives hoped that he would recover, but no matter how others persuaded him, it was all useless.

He still goes his own way, never thinking about what will happen in the future, and he doesn't care if his body will get worse and worse.

Gu Zhen poured all the creamer into the coffee cup, put in another ten cubes of sugar, then picked up a small spoon, and slowly stirred the coffee.

Fang Qingling looked at Gu Zhen's pale and thin cheeks, but finally couldn't hold back, and persuaded: "Stop humiliating yourself like this, what happened back then has nothing to do with you, your sister..."

"My sister is dead," Gu Zhen interrupted her, he stopped stirring the coffee and put the spoon on the table, "I know this matter better than anyone else, so you don't need to remind me again and again, I am quite Okay, you don't need to worry about me."

He took a sip of the coffee, and the rich milky aroma covered up the supposedly bitter aroma of the coffee, and the sweet taste spread in his mouth, making him squint his eyes, seeming to enjoy it.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk too much about this topic, Fang Qingling had to change the topic.

"You put so much sugar, don't you feel tired?"

Gu Zhen raised the corner of her mouth and smiled like a big cat: "No, I think the taste is very delicious."

Fang Qingling rolled her eyes: "I really don't know where you got your weird taste!"

"You don't understand, I call it personal style."

"What style? Shamat style?"

Facing Fang Qingling's merciless ridicule, Gu Zhen seemed very indifferent. He leaned on the back of the chair, looking lazy.

Fang Qingling was most annoyed by his dying look, he was obviously a young man under 30 years old, but he had to make himself look like a bad old man who was 90 or [-] years old, and he was lifeless all day long.

(End of this chapter)