"If you were about to plead for that guy, you can stop right there," Si Yuchen picked up his knife and fork, no longer pretending to listen seriously.
Gu Xiaonuan frowned—she hadn't finished speaking yet!
Why did Si Yuchen always link her words to that matter with Zhu Yawen?
"Si Yuchen, why do you always intertwine Zhu Yawen with our serious discussions about the way we relate to each other?"
Gu Xiaonuan couldn't understand when Zhu Yawen had become so closely associated with her.
Gu Xiaonuan was Gu Xiaonuan, and when she decided to be honest with Si Yuchen, she wouldn't hide anything.
"It's you who make me think of him."
Si Yuchen didn't like noise when dining, nor would he talk to the people around him.
However, Gu Xiaonuan's presence gradually made Si Yuchen feel that having a little chatterbox at the dining table could be lively too.
In the past, Si Yuchen would dine alone, the air around him so chillingly cold it seemed it could freeze at any second.
