However, a situation like today's might not necessarily be successful elsewhere.
Perhaps it could only happen at his home.
After observing for some time, Gu Qiaoqiao had already realized that this man was extremely sensitive to cold.
His fur coat had a very high collar, which he always used to cover his face when standing outside.
The hat was pulled down low.
Almost his entire face was buried in it.
He always liked to keep his hands inside his sleeves.
It seemed that this could make him warmer.
Gu Qiaoqiao did not think about the consequences of angering this person.
Things were already as bad as they could get.
The Gu Family had now become a juicy piece of meat, like a fish on a chopping board.
Couldn't the fish on the chopping board struggle a bit?
After all, whether you stretched your neck or shrank it, the result was the same.
At that moment, a white silk thread had already approached Gu Qiaoqiao.
It circled around but didn't see Gu Qiaoqiao's hands.
