After they left the ward, Tang Zui was still holding Gu Mian's small hand tightly and refusing to let go. He was heading towards the elevator with Gu Mian behind him.
When they entered the elevator, Gu Mian noticed that his grip had relaxed and seized the opportunity to quickly withdraw her hand. Tang Zui sensed that his hand was empty and furrowed his brows slightly.
Once they got into the car, Gu Mian initiated the conversation. "Have you had dinner? If you haven't, I'll buy you dinner."
"What are you buying me for dinner?" Tang Zui switched on the ignition and drove away from the hospital.
"Whatever you want." Gu Mian thought that since Tang Zui had saved her father, she ought to buy him a meal.
"I want to eat the dumplings you make."
For a moment, Gu Mian did not know what to say.
