Mu Lin never expected Gu Muqing and Shen Wei to know each other. Everything that happened today felt like it was destined; and he himself, had become the matchmaker.
From the time she met Tang Qishan in Ming City to now, everything indeed feels like it had been arranged.
His eyelids slightly drooped, his eyes filled with deep thought.
It was unusually slow, after all it was just a small bowl of medicine, yet it took nearly half an hour. Gu Muqing's hand had almost stiffened, he had to switch hands continuously.
When the last sip of the soup medicine entered Shen Wei's mouth, Tang Qishan finally sighed in relief, looking to Gu Muqing, "That's it, thank you, President Gu."
Gu Muqing shook his head, "Given my relationship with Little Weiwei, there's no need to be so polite." Then, putting aside the tube in his hand, Tang Qishan took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of Shen Wei's mouth. He then got up, turning to look at Mu Lin.
