After hesitating for a moment, he still opened his mouth to speak.
"Mr Gu, I think I saw Miss Lu."
Gu Shiyan looked out of the car window.
He saw Lu Miao, dressed in mint green sportswear, sitting on a small stool next to a snack stand on the street corner, holding a steaming white and tender little bun, which she was eating.
The fresh green color in the bustling food street made people's eyes light up, and even the air seemed to be fresher.
The refreshing green color stood out among the bustling street, and even the air seemed fresher.
Gu Shijian thought she was still sleeping in her room, but she had left early. And it seemed that even Shen Qinghe didn't know.
His little friend had once again challenged his preconceptions.
The corners of Gu Shiyan's lips curled up. His thin lips parted slightly as he said, "Stop the car."
Baili drove the car to the side of the road and slowly stopped.
