"I...I'm not in a hurry."
Even though she tried to hide it, Shen Mochen still spotted her slip-up.
"Do you have something on your mind?"
Gu Qiangwei suddenly looked up, "No, not at all."
"Did you have an unpleasant encounter with that man?"
Gu Qiangwei was startled, then smiled, "How is that possible? I'm only in a pretend marriage with him. We don't interfere in each other's lives, so there's nothing to be unhappy about."
"Then let me take you back," he said, reaching out to take her hand, eager to see exactly where she lived and whether she was living well or not.
"Ah...no need, no need!" Gu Qiangwei tried to pull her hand away, but he gripped it tightly, "Mochen, really, there's no need. I drove here myself."
"Then let me see where you live exactly."
Leaving several hundred-yuan bills behind, he pulled her towards the door of the café.
"I can't go back!"
When they reached the entrance, she finally pulled her hand free from his tight grasp.
