"Sigh." Gu Qing'er sighed once again. Now that Grandpa wasn't asking him to play chess, she had no reason to ask Su Changfeng out.
At this moment, someone called Gu Qing'er. She weakly pulled out her phone and was instantly dumbfounded. Three seconds later, as if someone injected her with adrenaline, she was jumping around.
On the phone screen, the words "Little White Horse" could be seen. It was the nickname Gu Qing'er had given Su Changfeng.
"Grandpa, Su Changfeng actually called me." Gu Qing'er was excited beyond control, stamping her feet, her pretty face turning crimson red.
Seeing this, Gu Changsheng smiled, but in truth, he was particularly anxious inside.
He had warned Gu Qing'er not to fall too deeply, but now she seemed to be ignoring his advice.
But Gu Changsheng could understand; in Hai City, aside from his not-so-great reputation, finding someone as outstanding as Su Changfeng was nearly impossible.
