Seeing this, Su Xingyue smiled with relief, then turned around and left the third floor, leaving the father with his two sons and a dog on the terrace.
Back in the bedroom, Su Xingyue bent down to pick up the tie on the carpet and silently went into the bathroom to wash it.
Before long, she had the tie cleaned and asked the servant to take it to be dried.
She herself sat on the sofa, took out her phone, and glanced at the many unread messages.
Most of them were work-related, Su Xingyue flipped through them casually and finally focused her attention on one of them.
It was from Gu Zhiyan.
...
——I'm going to propose to Youyou tomorrow, please be sure to help me this time!
...
Looking at such a message, Su Xingyue curled her lips, somewhat at a loss for words.
Here we go again...
In the past year and more, Gu Zhiyan has tirelessly proposed to Xia You countless times, big and small.
