Just downstairs, Lu Zhiyuan stared at the rain curtain. Gu Ci could clearly see the struggle in his eyes. He didn't want to share the same room with her. Gu Ci firmly believed that Lu Zhiyuan had a secret crush on her, and in this reincarnation, she naturally treated him as her husband. This was the first time she realized clearly that the twenty-year-old Lu Zhiyuan might truly not have feelings for her.
"Gu Ci, I haven't trained today. I'll go for a swim downstairs," Lu Zhiyuan's voice remained calm. "If you're hungry, order something to eat. Go to bed early. I might come back later."
The presidential suite had one door, leading to two separate rooms that wouldn't disturb each other.
"Okay!" Gu Ci lowered her head to tidy up her skincare products. After Lu Zhiyuan left, she also gazed at the stormy weather, lost in thought. "Have I been blinded by love?"
