Gu Moyang could not help but grasp her hand. He knew she had many secrets.
However, regardless of her circumstances, Gu Moyang wished to share her burdens.
Lin Qian looked at him, quietly pulling her hand back.
Gu Moyang was sincere, yet she was just thinking of using him.
Lin Qian retrieved her hand. "I... I don't know. Please don't pressure me."
At this moment, Lin Qian felt extremely despicable.
She knew that she couldn't possibly return to the past with Gu Moyang, yet to exploit him, she was stringing him along.
"Alright, I won't pressure you."
The waiter began to serve the dishes. Gu Moyang changed the topic and no longer mentioned the matter.
Throughout the meal, Lin Qian was absent-minded, glancing at Su Ningyan occasionally.
It had to be said that she was indeed a fortunate woman.
A man like Zhuo Junyue was surprisingly considerate towards her.
In fact, the man seated across from her was also a good man. It was just that she wasn't fortunate enough.
