"No." Nangong Ran swiftly withdrew her hand as if shocked, still resolutely denying it, and stubbornly said, "Gu Qibao, you are my best friend, why don't you trust me, why won't you help me?"
"Help you with what? Help you dump my second brother?" Gu Qibao raised her eyebrow, feeling a sharp pain in her heart, "Sorry, I really can't help you with that. Whether you decide to get married or break up, you have to talk to him yourself. I'll just pretend you're no longer my friend!"
Gu Qibao left angrily.
Nangong Ran watched her back, a bittersweet and self-deprecating smile gradually appearing at the corner of her lips. Gu Qibao's temper was still so fiery, she was still the Gu Qibao she knew, only Di Mingjue could handle her.
Suddenly, Gu Qibao turned her head, looked at Nangong Ran, and shouted, "Nangong Ran, have you thought it through, won't you regret it?"
Nangong Ran also looked at her and finally shook her head, "No regrets."
