Gu Jiuyao laughed and stood up, her face flushed, arrogant and enchanting. Perhaps she didn't want these people to see the joke, even though she was almost about to fall, she still managed to stand strong in the firewood shed.,That year, at his mother's memorial hall, Gu Yun swore publicly that he would never marry again in this life and would only have one son.,Gu Jiuyao's mind was buzzing, unable to hear any other sounds. Deep in her mind, there was only one voice, constantly echoing.。