Open Battles and Hidden Agendas After Gu Shuangqing left, Gu Fuyou sat in a daze on her bed for a while. Touching her bruised cheek, the burning pain had subsided, but her heart still ached sharply. With tears threatening to fall, she said stubbornly, “Why is it always me who has to give in first?” Gu Fuyou crawled to the…