Watching his ex-girlfriend and his white moonlight sit peacefully beside each other and share a meal was something Li Jun had never dared imagine before.

Whenever he raised his eyes, he saw the two women he had loved for years.

Li Jun’s heart pounded wildly. From his perspective, the only thing separating him from enjoying the love of both women was a dining table.

Thus, he quickly cast the earlier unpleasantness aside.

“Yuyu, are you cold? You’re wearing too little…”

Li Jun once again turned his attention toward the more approachable Ling Yu, desperately reminding her of his presence.

Heavy snow fell outside, and the weather was bitterly cold.

Ling Yu had dressed lightly for her interview. Only the thick scarf wrapped around her neck provided any real warmth.

Now that the restaurant’s central heating was running, she had draped the scarf over her shoulders.

Hearing Li Jun’s question, Ling Yu took a tissue and slowly wiped the grease from her lips before finally sparing him a glance.

“I’m fine.”

She was not as physically delicate as she appeared.

The restaurant was heated, and nearly every building in Yuncheng had indoor radiators. Ling Yu was in no danger of freezing.

Aside from feeling slightly cold during the brief walk from the car to the restaurant, she had not been affected at all.

“That won’t do. After we finish eating, I’ll take you shopping for a coat. There’s a mall next door…”

Li Jun’s illness lay in his ability to indulge endlessly in his own fantasies while recklessly pouring out his devotion and licking after someone as though no one else existed.

Even if his behavior troubled others, he would still charge forward without hesitation.

Ling Yu tried to endure it but ultimately failed.

“Has your illness truly been cured? From where I’m sitting, it looks even worse than it was three years ago.”

At the mention of three years ago, Li Jun cautiously glanced toward Gu Qing, terrified that she might ask for further details.

He laughed awkwardly, called a server over to take their orders, and changed the subject.

This time, he looked toward Gu Qing, who was handling work on her laptop.

“Can Jiang Wei’s case really be overturned?”

Now that Li Jun had raised a serious matter, Gu Qing gave a simple hum without lifting her head.

Then she turned toward Ling Yu.

“Return the recording pen to me.”

Ling Yu smiled. She tugged at Gu Qing’s palm and traced her finger across it, speaking quietly enough that only the two of them could hear.

“Jiejie still hasn’t thanked me.”

In truth, Ling Yu had never intended to keep Gu Qing’s belongings.

Although she did not know why Gu Qing had recorded her conversation with the dancer, the exchange between Gu Qing and Li Jun suggested that the recording pen was extremely important to Gu Qing’s case.

Ling Yu had never enjoyed making unreasonable trouble without limits.

Seeing that Gu Qing merely stared at her and had no intention of thanking her, Ling Yu prepared to hand over the recording pen as expected.

“Thank you.”

Gu Qing unexpectedly spoke.

She pressed her lips together as though unaccustomed to uttering those words, and her phoenix eyes looked elsewhere.

Ling Yu froze before curving her lips.

At that exact moment, the phone in her pocket rang.

She lowered her gaze.

The caller displayed on the screen was Yu Xin.

Ling Yu frowned, excused herself to Gu Qing and Li Jun, and headed toward the restroom.

“Yuyu, have you been doing well in Yuncheng?”

“I’ve been fine. Did you need something, Auntie?”

“Your father probably mentioned this a few days ago. I have a distant niece in Yuncheng. Her mother died when she was young, leaving her alone to wander outside. She recently encountered some trouble and doesn’t even have a place to stay. Could you help Auntie take care of her?”

Ling Yu raised an eyebrow. Only then did she remember what Ling Taiguo had instructed her to do several days ago.

She chuckled.

“That wouldn’t be very convenient.”

Even through the phone, Ling Yu could hear Yu Xin’s breathing quicken.

“How would it be inconvenient? You’re both young women. Living together would allow you to look after each other.”

“The fact that we’re both women is precisely what makes it inconvenient,” Ling Yu repeated.

“Yuyu, Auntie doesn’t understand what you mean,” Yu Xin said, pretending to be confused before probing her. “You aren’t a lesbian, so living together couldn’t be more appropriate. Besides, Juanzi can cook and help Auntie take good care of you.”

The implied message was obvious.

If Ling Yu admitted she was a lesbian, Yu Xin would stop making things difficult for her. If she refused to admit it, that was also fine—she could develop a relationship with Juanzi instead.

Her stepmother had successfully risen from mistress to wife and firmly secured her position as Ling Taiguo’s legal spouse after their marriage.

She had accomplished that through more than her appearance. She was also a master of manipulative, innocent-looking schemes.

Ling Yu scoffed, entirely unmoved.

“Auntie, it genuinely wouldn’t be convenient. Your niece’s sexual orientation is women. You probably don’t know this, but she pole-dances and works as a hostess at a Yuncheng club every night. My father has always been extremely strict with me. If I genuinely lived with her…”

Although the Ling family was nouveau riche, Ling Taiguo cared enormously about appearances.

The matter concerned the reputation and morals of the Ling family. Yu Xin’s attack had landed like a fist against cotton, only to rebound against her chest with neither excessive nor negligible force.

Her breath lodged in her throat. Her pointed chin tightened, and resentment flashed through her eyes.

After a brief silence, Yu Xin’s voice came through the phone again. This time, she changed the subject.

“You’ve always been an independent child. You’ve spent so long away from home, yet you don’t even call to tell us you’re safe. Auntie spends every day worrying about whether you’re eating properly or have enough warm clothes…”

Ling Yu did not respond.

She lazily yawned and pushed open the women’s restroom door.

Since it was a weekday, the restaurant had relatively few customers. Most were dining on the first floor, leaving the women’s restroom silent and empty.

Ling Yu switched on the speaker, entered a stall, lifted the hem of her skirt, and attended to her physical needs.

Three minutes later, the toilet flushed loudly.

Yu Xin’s false concern and veiled sarcasm finally stopped.

She tentatively asked, “Yuyu, what are you doing? Are you surfing? Ah, Auntie knows you’re grown up and have your own ideas. It’s fine to participate in extreme sports with your friends, but you must be careful. You absolutely cannot let what happened three years ago happen again… Don’t worry. Auntie won’t let your father—ah, Husband.”

The phone rustled.

“Ling Yu went to participate in extreme sports again?”

Ling Taiguo’s furious voice came through the receiver.

“Dad, I didn’t.”

Ling Yu stepped out of the stall while retrieving her phone from her handbag, interrupting the couple’s self-satisfied performance.

She approached the glass countertop beside the sinks, casually set down her phone, turned on the faucet, and washed her fingers unhurriedly.

As expected, the rushing water further inflamed Ling Taiguo’s anger.

“You’ve become completely uncontrollable! Do you think I’ve grown so old that I’ve gone deaf?” Ling Taiguo berated her without restraint. “Why can’t you learn from your younger brother? He’s only three, yet he obediently calls me Daddy every day. And you? You’re twenty-three, completely useless, and constantly causing trouble! I told you to look after your cousin, yet you went surfing instead. How did I raise such a worthless thing?”

“Husband, don’t speak to your daughter that way. This is all my fault… My health was poor several years ago, so I failed to teach Yuyu properly. If you need to blame someone, blame me…”

The couple worked together in perfect harmony, performing like a two-person comedy act.

Ling Yu finished washing her hands.

Seeing that their performance had reached its climax, she curved her lips playfully.

Deliberately lowering her voice, she said dejectedly, “Dad, Auntie, I wasn’t surfing.”

“What happened three years ago has been over for a long time. I’ve always regretted it. I’ve lived cautiously all these years because I thought the two of you would at least offer me the trust I deserved.”

Ling Yu sniffled in a choked voice, which now sounded somewhat hoarse.

“Can I not even use the restroom without you misunderstanding me? Dad, if you truly find me that unpleasant to look at, then follow Grandfather’s advice and throw me out of the family.”

Ling Taiguo choked.

Yu Xin drew an even more panicked breath.

If they expelled Ling Yu while she remained unmarried, they would be required to give her half of the company’s shares.

That condition had been included in the guarantee agreement Ling Taiguo signed with Xu Qian years ago.

Now that Ling Taiguo had a beloved child born from his current relationship, he naturally would never agree to hand half the family fortune to Ling Yu.

Ling Yu curved her lips and lazily ended the call.

A prompt to save the call recording appeared on her phone screen. She casually pressed confirm and saved the audio of their conversation into a folder.

Then she sent Yu Xin a video proving that she was currently inside a restroom.

Only after finishing everything did Ling Yu open the restroom door and walk outside.

From the corner of her eye, she noticed someone standing along the corridor a meter away.

Ling Yu instinctively looked over.

The woman held a slender cigarette between her fingers. Smoke slowly left her lips, curling upward in spirals.

A hazy mist covered her cool, beautiful eyes, making her appear even more ethereal.

Ling Yu slowly looked her over, briefly unable to understand why Gu Qing was hiding outside a public restroom and smoking.

Two extinguished cigarette butts already rested atop the trash can.

When Ling Yu approached, the heavy smell of nicotine had yet to disperse.

Gu Qing had clearly been standing in the corridor for some time.

Even if they were slender cigarettes marketed toward women, she had smoked rather too many.

Ling Yu instinctively frowned.

The half

Chapter 13

His ex-girlfriend and his white moonlight were sitting peacefully side by side and sharing a meal.

In the past, Li Jun would never even have dared to imagine such a scene.

Whenever he raised his eyes, he saw both women he had loved for so long.

From Li Jun’s perspective, only the width of a dining table stood between him and the bliss of having them both.

Thus, he quickly cast the earlier unpleasantness to the back of his mind.

“Yuyu, are you cold? You aren’t wearing enough…”

Li Jun turned his attention toward the more approachable Ling Yu, trying to remind her of his presence.

Heavy snow fell outside, and the weather was bitterly cold.

Ling Yu had dressed lightly for her interview. Only the thick scarf wrapped around her neck provided much warmth.

The restaurant’s central heating was on, so she had draped the scarf over her shoulders.

After hearing Li Jun’s words, Ling Yu pulled over a tissue and slowly wiped the oil from her lips before finally sparing him a glance.

“I’m fine.”

She was not nearly as delicate as she appeared.

The restaurant was heated, and nearly every indoor space in Yuncheng had radiators. There was no chance of Ling Yu freezing.

Aside from feeling slightly cold during the short walk from the car to the restaurant, she had been entirely unaffected.

“That won’t do. After we finish eating, I’ll take you to buy a coat. There’s a shopping mall next door…”

Li Jun’s illness lay in his ability to endlessly invent his own fantasies and pour out his devotion without regard for anyone around him.

Even when he caused another person distress, he continued advancing without hesitation.

Ling Yu tried to endure it, but ultimately failed.

“Has your illness really been cured? From what I can see, it’s worse than it was three years ago.”

At the mention of three years ago, Li Jun cautiously glanced at Gu Qing, terrified that she might ask for further details.

He laughed awkwardly, called a server over to take their orders, and changed the subject.

This time, he looked toward Gu Qing, who was working on her laptop.

“Can the outcome of Jiang Wei’s case truly be overturned?”

Once Li Jun mentioned business, Gu Qing answered with a simple hum without raising her head.

Then she turned toward Ling Yu.

“Return the recording pen to me.”

Ling Yu smiled.

She pulled Gu Qing’s palm toward her and lightly traced it with one finger. Lowering her voice so only the two of them could hear, she said, “Jiejie still hasn’t thanked me.”

In truth, Ling Yu had never intended to keep Gu Qing’s belongings.

Although she did not know why Gu Qing had recorded her conversation with the dancer, judging from Gu Qing and Li Jun’s discussion, the recording pen seemed extremely important to Gu Qing’s case.

Ling Yu had never enjoyed unreasonable pestering without boundaries.

When Gu Qing merely stared at her without appearing inclined to offer thanks, Ling Yu was unsurprised and prepared to hand over the recording pen.

“Thank you.”

Gu Qing spoke without warning.

She pressed her lips together as though unaccustomed to saying those words, and her phoenix eyes looked elsewhere.

Ling Yu froze, then curved her lips.

At that exact moment, the phone in her pocket rang.

Ling Yu lowered her eyes.

The caller’s name displayed on the screen was Yu Xin.

She frowned, excused herself to Gu Qing and Li Jun, and walked toward the restroom.

“Yuyu, have you been doing well in Yuncheng?”

“I’ve been fine. Did you need something, Auntie?”

“Your father should have mentioned this to you a few days ago. I have a distant niece in Yuncheng. Her mother died when she was young, leaving her to drift through life alone. She recently encountered some trouble and doesn’t even have anywhere to live. Could you help Auntie take care of her?”

Ling Yu raised an eyebrow.

Only then did she remember the matter Ling Taiguo had instructed her to handle several days earlier.

She chuckled.

“That wouldn’t be very convenient.”

Even over the phone, Ling Yu could hear Yu Xin’s breathing grow hurried.

“Why wouldn’t it be convenient? You’re both young women. If you lived together, you could look after each other.”

“It’s inconvenient precisely because we’re both women,” Ling Yu repeated.

“Yuyu, Auntie doesn’t understand what you mean,” Yu Xin said, pretending to be confused before probing, “You aren’t a lesbian. Living together would be perfectly appropriate. Juanzi can cook as well, so she could help Auntie take good care of you.”

The implication was obvious.

If Ling Yu admitted that she was a lesbian, Yu Xin would stop making things difficult for her.

If she refused to admit it, that was fine too—she could begin a relationship with Juanzi.

Her stepmother had successfully risen from mistress to legal wife and firmly secured her position as Mrs. Ling after marriage.

She had accomplished this through more than her beauty. She was also a master of manipulative, innocent-seeming schemes.

Ling Yu scoffed, entirely unmoved.

“Auntie, it genuinely isn’t convenient. Your niece’s sexual orientation is women. You probably don’t know this, but she performs pole dances and works as a hostess at a Yuncheng club every night. My father has always been extremely strict with me. If I genuinely lived with her…”

Although the Ling family was nouveau riche, Ling Taiguo cared greatly about appearances.

The matter involved the Ling family’s reputation and moral standards.

Yu Xin’s blow seemed to have landed against cotton, only for the force to rebound lightly into her chest.

Her breath lodged in her throat. Her sharp chin tightened, and a trace of resentment flashed through her eyes.

After a moment of silence, Yu Xin spoke again, this time changing the subject.

“You’ve always been an independent child with your own ideas. You’ve been away from home for so long, yet you never call to tell us you’re safe. Every day at home, Auntie keeps wondering what we would do if you weren’t eating properly or didn’t have warm enough clothes…”

Ling Yu did not respond.

She lazily yawned and pushed open the women’s restroom door.

Since it was a weekday, there were not many customers in the restaurant to begin with. Most were dining on the first floor, leaving the women’s restroom quiet and empty.

Ling Yu activated the speakerphone, entered a stall, lifted the edge of her skirt, and relieved herself.

Three minutes later, the toilet flushed loudly.

Only then did Yu Xin’s false concern and veiled mockery finally stop.

She probed, “Yuyu, what are you doing? Are you surfing? Ah, Auntie knows you’re an adult now and have your own ideas. You can participate in extreme sports with your friends, but you must be careful. You absolutely cannot allow what happened three years ago to happen again… Don’t worry, Auntie won’t let your father— Ah, darling.”

The phone filled with rustling sounds.

“Ling Yu went to participate in extreme sports again?”

Ling Taiguo’s furious voice came through the receiver.

“Dad, I didn’t.”

Ling Yu walked out of the stall while retrieving her phone from her handbag, interrupting the couple as they worked themselves into a frenzy.

She approached the glass counter before the sinks, casually placed her phone beside her, turned on the faucet, and washed her fingers unhurriedly.

The rushing water predictably sent Ling Taiguo into a rage.

“You rebellious brat! Do you think I’m so old that I’ve gone deaf?” Ling Taiguo shouted without restraint. “Why can’t you learn from your younger brother? He’s only three, but he obediently calls me Daddy every day. And you? You’re twenty-three, completely useless, and constantly causing trouble! I told you to take care of your older cousin, yet you went surfing instead. How did I raise such a worthless creature?”

“Darling, don’t speak to our daughter that way. It’s all my fault… My health was poor several years ago, so I failed to educate Yuyu properly. If you need to blame someone, blame me…”

The couple played off each other as though performing a rehearsed comedy routine.

Ling Yu finished washing her hands.

Seeing that their performance had reached its climax, she curved her lips playfully.

She deliberately lowered her voice and adopted a dejected tone.

“Dad, Auntie, I wasn’t surfing.”

“What happened three years ago has been over for a long time, and I’ve always regretted it. I’ve spent all these years behaving cautiously. I thought that, at the very least, you would give me the trust I deserved.”

Ling Yu sniffled in a choked voice that sounded slightly hoarse.

“Now you even misunderstand me when I’m simply using the restroom? Dad, if you truly can’t stand the sight of me, then listen to Grandfather and throw me out of the family.”

Ling Taiguo choked.

Yu Xin drew a panicked breath.

If they drove the unmarried Ling Yu from the family, half of the company’s shares would have to be transferred to her.

That condition had been included in the guarantee agreement Ling Taiguo signed with Xu Qian years ago.

Now that Ling Taiguo had a cherished child born from “true love,” he naturally would never agree to give half the family fortune to Ling Yu.

Ling Yu curved her lips and lazily ended the call.

A button appeared on her phone asking whether she wished to save the call recording. Ling Yu casually confirmed it and stored the audio of their conversation in a folder.

Then she sent Yu Xin a short video proving she was currently inside a restroom.

Only after completing these tasks did Ling Yu push open the restroom door and walk outside.

From the corner of her eye, she noticed someone standing along the corridor about a meter away.

Ling Yu instinctively looked over.

The woman held a slim cigarette between her fingers. Smoke emerged slowly from her lips and curled through the air.

A thin haze covered her cool, beautiful eyes for no apparent reason.

It made her appear even more ethereal.

Ling Yu slowly examined her, momentarily unable to understand why Gu Qing was hiding outside a public restroom to smoke.

Two extinguished cigarette butts already rested atop the trash bin.

Ling Yu approached.

The heavy scent of nicotine had yet to dissipate, making it obvious that Gu Qing had been standing in the corridor for some time.

Even if they were slim cigarettes intended for women, smoking that many was excessive.

Ling Yu instinctively frowned.

The half-lidded Gu Qing seemed to notice the tiny movement. She glanced at Ling Yu, expressionlessly extinguished her cigarette, then removed the unfinished cigarette from her lips and tossed it into the bin.

Her fingers had crushed it into pieces.

Ling Yu looked at the cigarette remains in the trash, then glanced at the smoking-area sign hanging at the entrance to the corridor.

She immediately understood.

Gu Qing was in a foul mood and had come outside to smoke.

The only question was how soundproof the restaurant’s restroom door was.

Ling Yu carefully recalled her conversation with Ling Taiguo. After confirming that she had not said anything capable of exposing her fabricated persona, she relaxed.

She tugged at the corners of her lips and slowly approached Gu Qing.

“Jiejie.”

Ling Yu’s peach-blossom eyes curved.

She brushed past the soft swell of Gu Qing’s chest, assuming the woman would at least move aside.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qing appeared lost in thought and remained completely still.

They were similar in height. Ling Yu’s softness brushed against Gu Qing’s, and for one brief moment, Ling Yu saw a ripple flash through Gu Qing’s ice-blue eyes.

Naturally, the sensation of their bodies pressing together also made Ling Yu slightly uncomfortable.

During their previous encounters, Gu Qing had always pushed her away immediately. This time, their contact lasted five full seconds, allowing every sensation to register clearly in Ling Yu’s mind.

Beneath Gu Qing’s meticulously fastened blouse, the softness concealed tightly inside was, by Ling Yu’s rough estimation, one cup size larger than her own.

Ling Yu stared at her chest for quite a while.

“Have you seen enough?”

Gu Qing lowered her eyes and stared at her. Her tone was indifferent, while her gaze was casual. Her phoenix eyes seemed naturally imbued with a harsh, appraising quality.

Gu Qing’s gaze swept over her several times like a scanning beam.

Ling Yu was still looking baffled when Gu Qing suddenly threw the coat hanging from her arm over Ling Yu’s head.

A question mark slowly appeared in Ling Yu’s eyes.

Following Gu Qing’s frigid gaze, she looked down.

Her expression stiffened.

While battling Ling Taiguo over the phone, Ling Yu had somehow gotten a large blob of hand soap on the front of her chest.

She had already dressed lightly for the interview. Her scarf had been removed, and her outer coat was hanging over her dining chair.

The thin shirt she wore beneath it clung closely to her skin.

Now a large glob of white hand soap covered her chest, resembling spilled milk.

Milk?

Ling Yu belatedly realized what the sight suggested.

Her hands, which had been about to reject the coat, abruptly stopped.

She swiftly unfolded Gu Qing’s coat and put it on.

Gu Qing immediately appeared much more pleasing to her eyes.

Ling Yu voluntarily stepped back. Her foxlike eyes curved into crescents as she sincerely thanked her.

“Thank you for that.”

Gu Qing frowned and thoughtfully stared into her eyes before casually looking away.

She raised a hand and discreetly pulled down the long curl tucked behind her ear.

The movement was too quick for Ling Yu to see the bright-red earlobe hidden behind it, like a tiny drop of blood from a dove.

Gu Qing pressed her lips together. An inexplicable sense of losing control flashed through her eyes.

After a moment’s consideration, she temporarily attributed this useless emotion to Ling Yu’s repeated attempts at seduction.

Consequently, her gaze toward Ling Yu became more scrutinizing.

“What are you thanking me for?” Gu Qing asked slowly. “The coat—or because I finally responded to you?”

The smile on Ling Yu’s lips stiffened.

“What do you mean?”

Gu Qing said nothing.

She looked over Ling Yu’s shoulder toward Li Jun downstairs, whom she had deliberately sent away.

Her lips flattened.

“If you understand, then you understand.”

Something seemed to have gone terribly wrong with this woman.

Every word she spoke was filled with mockery, and she looked at Ling Yu as though she were a shameless bootlicker who would throw herself at anyone without limits.

Ling Yu had pressed her warm face against Gu Qing’s cold rejection yet again. It poured fuel onto her already foul mood, and she snorted inwardly.

“Fine.”

Ling Yu seized the edge of the coat, decisively removed it, and held it out.

“How much does it cost? I’ll buy another one and return it to you next time.”

“…”

Their gazes collided.

Gu Qing’s eyes became as cold and sharp as needlepoints.

She refused to wear Gu Qing’s coat, yet she was willing to entice Li Jun into buying one for her?

Gu Qing scoffed, radiating an intimidating pressure.

Ling Yu neither flinched nor looked away. She met Gu Qing’s gaze with open provocation.

Frankly, Gu Qing was a woman with nothing to recommend her besides her beauty.

If she did not like Ling Yu, then so be it.

Was humiliating her really necessary?

They stared at each other for so long that Ling Yu began to think Gu Qing might attack her.

Then Gu Qing lowered her long lashes and curved her lips.

“Are you playing hard to get, Ling Yu? You certainly have plenty of tricks. There’s no need to manufacture an excuse to appear before me again. I’ve encountered many people like you…”

After speaking, Gu Qing turned and began walking back.

She had taken only two steps when she stopped again.

Turning around, she allowed her gaze to settle on Ling Yu’s chest.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the greasy man downstairs.

Gu Qing narrowed her eyes and irritably returned to Ling Yu.

“Li Jun is downstairs…”

“So?”

“Office romances are forbidden at the law firm. That applies even more strongly to the boss…”

Gu Qing’s voice was extremely soft.

She pointed a finger toward Ling Yu’s chest.

“If you genuinely want to remain at the firm, I suggest knowing when to stop… Of course, if you’re only playing around, that’s another matter.”

Ling Yu laughed in anger and looked at Gu Qing from the corners of her eyes.

“But wearing Jiejie’s clothes seems even more inappropriate. Aren’t you worried I might be plotting something else against you…?”

Gu Qing stared at her and frowned, frost covering her face as though she could not be bothered to continue arguing.

With stiff, mechanical movements, she pulled the coat back over Ling Yu’s shoulders.

She fastened the buttons extremely quickly, continuing all the way to the topmost one.

Only after finishing did Gu Qing exhale like a patient whose compulsive urge had finally been relieved.

Her voice remained calm and unhurried.

“Isn’t this what you’ve been longing for? Consider it a keepsake for your unrequited love before it ends without ever beginning.”

Ling Yu moved her fingers and suppressed the urge to hit her.

She raised her head and parted her lips, preparing to retort.

In the next second, Gu Qing suddenly lowered her eyes and met Ling Yu’s gaze. Her glass-like eyes were clear and luminous.

“Ling Yu, Li Jun likes you.”

It was a statement, not a question.

Ling Yu choked.

[…]

Uncertain how much Gu Qing knew, Ling Yu was somewhat worried that her carefully constructed persona might collapse.

She suppressed her emotions and signaled with her eyes for Gu Qing to continue.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qing merely gave her a long, penetrating look before walking away.

[Is there something wrong with her?] Ling Yu asked.

008 replied:

[That was so sweet.]