As Lin Yiqian spoke, she began to drag Gu nianjia toward her room.
She had been keeping in touch with Zhang Jingyu for a long time. She knew that Zhang Jingyu had booked two rooms on the 20th floor.
'Tsk!' Gu nianjia exclaimed.""I don't like him, and I won't accept his pursuit. Why should I go with him?"
She kept saying that she did not like Zhang Jingyu, and she had just blurted out the words 'I like him', but she had stopped herself.
Lin Yiqian had already guessed Gu nianjia's thoughts.
The more worried something was, the more likely it would happen.
Sighing helplessly, Lin Yiqian reached out to help Gu nianjia tidy her messy hair."Jiajia, you've grown up." Lin Yiqian looked at Gu nianjia lovingly.
The word 'grown up' was cruel to Gu nianjia.
When she was young, even if no one liked her, she could comfort herself with good food, fun things, and beautiful clothes.
