Now that the loan shark incident was cleared up, Leng Yuan learned that Gu Jiaojiao had sold her father's fountain pen and suggested they buy it back.
Gu Jiaojiao refused.
"It wasn't anything important. What's sold is sold. That scum dad of mine owed it to me."
Watching the young woman's completely unconcerned demeanor, Leng Yuan grew pensive.
'Before, he'd thought Gu Jiaojiao's family treated her well,' he mused. 'But now, it seems that wasn't the case at all!'
Otherwise, Gu Jiaojiao wouldn't be so indifferent, speaking of her father as if he were a complete stranger.
Afraid of touching a sore spot, Leng Yuan didn't press the issue.
Thanks to the explanation, Gu Jiaojiao was back to her usual self, no longer bothered by the fact that she had nearly gotten her head smashed in just moments before.
Leng Yuan wore a look of resignation.
'His little wife really was a simple soul!'
