Compared to the people who remained like wooden chickens in the conference room, the friends in the Green Courtyard seemed equally speechless.
"Mr. Huo? It's been almost a year, and you still call him Mr. Huo?"
"Gu Pianpian, in any case, you're a woman with a great figure, chest, buttocks, and even a six-pack. Huo Qing'ang, on the other hand, remains unfazed?"
"Sister, is this because Huo Qing'ang is inadequate, or is it that you're inadequate?"
In the eyes of her friends:
Huo Qing'ang's character was impeccable. If Gu Pianpian could genuinely fall in love with him through their contract, it would be a good thing. But with the current progress...
Most likely, the end of their contract marriage would involve divorce.
Gu Pianpian sighed with self-deprecation and rolled her eyes, "Who knows? Maybe Huo Qing'ang's wish in his past life was to become a monk in this life."
"Let me say this... It's not an impossibility," Qiao Du solemnly responded.