After Wen Yanqing learned that Gu Zhichuan was here, he looked around and finally found a man in a suit behind the finance bookshelf.
Wen Yanqing turned the watch on his wrist and stared at the figure. Lin Gantang returned to her book and did not notice Wen Yanqing's attention wandering elsewhere.
Gu Zhichuan seemed to have sensed Wen Yanqing's gaze. With a book in hand, he looked back expressionlessly.
Wen Yanqing played with a strand of Lin Gantang's hair, smiling at the man a few aisles down. Gu Zhichuan's grip turned into a vice. Without saying a word, he spun on his heel and left.
Wen Yanqing saw him appear on the street shortly after he went downstairs and exited the shop.
It was not like him to leave like this. Wen Yanqing's gaze was as calm as water in a still pool.
Lin Gantang tucked her stray strand of hair and continued reading quietly.
"How is it?" Wen Yangqing asked, curious.
