The assistant looked into Tang Xiaoyu's eyes. Although she still looked the same as before, the current Tang Xiaoyu looked more attractive. She resembled that woman, and that woman had lived in Gu Zhengrong's heart for a long time.
"There's no need to go in. The person Lady Mary wants to see isn't us. Let's go."
Gu Zhengrong shook his head. The disappointment in his eyes was reflected by the wine glass in Tang Xiaoyu's hand.
"Lady Mary, there seems to be someone at the door."
Tang Xiaoyu's red lips curled up as she looked at the man standing at the door.
"So it's Mr Gu. Looks like we're really fated."
A glint flashed across Tang Xiaoyu's eyes and the gentleness of the wine glass was reflected in his eyes.
"Mr Gu, come in and have a seat."
Hearing Tang Xiaoyu's words, Ma Li turned to look at Gu Zhengrong, who was standing at the door, and gently raised her hand to let him in.
