Once at the hospital, Lu Zhanbei didn't go upstairs as he usually did to see Lu Shenglin. Instead, he said he had work to attend to and was about to leave after dropping off Gu Qianqian.
Knowing that he was keeping his distance from her, Gu Qianqian couldn't hold it in anymore: "Lu Zhanbei, are you really going on arranged dates?"
The icy man sitting in the car, his profile chiseled and strikingly handsome, hurting her deeply with his words even as he took her breath away: "I guess so!"
"Why?"
"What do you mean, why?"
Sitting in the car, Lu Zhanbei turned his face partially towards her, a look of detached indifference in his eyes. It was as if she were just a stranger to him: "Can't I have a girlfriend?"
