Gu Shaocheng still felt disappointed, such a beautiful night, he should spend alone with her, that would be the perfect time.
But there's a bit of an urgent matter that he must attend to personally, it can't be assigned to others.
So, he felt a little bit gloomy.
Slowly turning her body towards him, his fingers gently caressed her face. He looked closely at her face, not noticing a glimmer of disappointment in her eyes, and he secretly reassured himself, "Are you really not afraid?"
Chenxing shook her head earnestly, trying to appear well-behaved so as not to cause worry.
She knew that Gu Shaocheng actually had a preference for obedient women, the clever, capable, and fierce women were not his type.
He had once evaluated his brothers' women this way and then negated each of them:
Huanhuan was just a madwoman, Baihao didn't mind having such a girl by his side, they were a perfect match.
