Those words were like opening the floodgates, and words came pouring out of Gu Zheng's mouth, one sentence after another.
"Xiao Bao, do you know how worried I am about you every day? I worry whether you're used to the food out here, whether some stray Alpha will bully you, whether you secretly cry at night."
"Every time, I want to call or message you, but whenever I remember those last things you said, I just can't press the call button."
"Xiao Bao, ever since your car accident, I've honestly been blaming myself. I keep wondering whether it was my selfishness that made you end up like that."
"Xiao Bao..."
Nan Zhou went numb.
In his eyes, Gu Zheng seemed to have turned into the endlessly lamenting Xianglin's Wife, and he seemed to hear a door opening from Lu Zhou and Wen Yu's room next door.
"Don't cry. Nobody wants a water-injected pig." As he spoke, Nan Zhou pushed Gu Zheng inside and reached up to close the apartment door.
Gu Zheng: "..."
As a guest appearing for a limited stint, and with a room to himself, Gu Zheng had much better accommodations than Huo Xingye and Nan Zhou. Even the decor was done in an understated, lightly luxurious style.
Nan Zhou walked in and unceremoniously sat down on the living room sofa. He looked lazily at Gu Zheng. "Enough of the irrelevant stuff. Tell me your bank card PIN."
Gu Zheng froze, regaining a little of his stern, cold demeanor. "When you ran away from home, you said you wouldn't take a single cent from the family."
Then he quickly added, "You said you wanted to support yourself and didn't want to become a good-for-nothing who lived off his family."
Nan Zhou said disdainfully, "What does anything the old