The middle-aged woman simply smiled warmly, knowing that she too wanted that book, so she did not reach out again. Instead, she elegantly turned around and continued to look for other books.
Watching the tall, slender figure, Gu Qiangwei felt a sense of déjà vu.
But that trace of memory, after more than a decade, had gradually become blurry in her mind.
"Please wait a moment."
Looking at that figure, Gu Qiangwei, for some reason, blurted out.
The middle-aged woman paused and looked back at her.
"Me?" she asked, her voice as gentle as water, matching her beautiful appearance, as if she were nobly untouched by earthly concerns.
Gu Qiangwei glanced at her, then took down the book "Conspiracy and Love" and walked up to the middle-aged woman, "I was only attracted by the name, I don't need it."
She could see that the middle-aged woman seemed very interested in the book.
