Really, could there be no "what-ifs"?
"But I have my ways of handling things. I don't want to live under your protection."
He stared at her for a long while before Qin Sijue spoke again, "Are you sure you want to resolve the Mu Jiaqi situation on your own?"
"Yes." She nodded.
He said nothing more and picked up his chopsticks to continue his meal.
Gu Qiangwei glanced at him, aware that his silence was his agreement.
The next day.
Mu Jiaqi truly regained the status of the leading lady.
At lunchtime, Gu Qiangwei, as usual, found a secluded spot and ate alone with her packed meal.
Footsteps approached from afar, and her motions halted instinctively; she turned and saw Mu Jiaqi walking towards her.
Today's Mu Jiaqi seemed to lack her usual haughtiness and arrogance; she appeared more subdued.
Drawing near and staring at the seated Gu Qiangwei for a good while, Mu Jiaqi finally said calmly, "Thank you."
Gu Qiangwei didn't speak, just looked at her.
