Then she placed her hands over Zhou Huaijin's and caressed the back of his hands, consoling.
That made Zhou Huaijin feel much more assured.
She was right in front of him. All was well.
Zhou Huaiyu looked at the couple, and subconsciously, felt somewhat displeased, but it was just a stifling feeling stirring inside himself. Instead of saying something, he drank two cups of tea, despite the fact that he was not thirsty at all.
It was very quiet in the room for a while.
Gu Chaoyan did not like talking much. Most of the time, she sat there quietly. Zhou Huaijin was a very cold person as well, and he was mostly quiet too, in line with Gu Chaoyan.
Zhou Huaiyu, however, was a very happy man, who was in a bad mood at this moment. He just did not feel like being in a good mood, nor was he interested in saying anything more, but he did not understand what made him feel so gloomy.
Fortunately at that moment, Yinfeng's voice arose from outside.
