"No, thank you," Gu Yusheng responded shortly. His eyes were fixed on the computer while he was busy doing something. The conversation didn't seem to affect his typing speed.
Lu Bancheng shrugged without saying anything else. He walked to the fridge and took a bottle of spring water out of the fridge, twisted the cap open, and walked back to the living room as he drank.
He stood by the sofa, watching Gu Yusheng work for a while before he put the water bottle down and went upstairs.
When Lu Bancheng came downstairs after a shower, Gu Yusheng's driver, Xiaowang, was already in the living room.
Gu Yusheng's computer was on the coffee table with the screen visible. He held a few files and flipped through them, making marks at times.
Xiaowang saw Lu Bancheng and nodded in greeting. He didn't talk, afraid of distracting Gu Yusheng from his work.
