She smiled slightly, her clear eyes twinkling, and remained silent.
The woman in front of her revealed her true intentions at first glance. Just by looking at those coquettish eyes constantly shooting towards Gu Yelin, it was blatantly obvious that her interest was not in wine.
However, An Yiqing was not angry. Such a woman might hook a wealthy husband, but her life would never be happy.
"We'll just have a look around," An Yiqing nodded and said indifferently.
Ignoring the woman who was eagerly throwing seductive glances, An Yiqing gently squeezed Gu Yelin's cold hand, which he kept at his side, and then led him forward.
Feeling the silent comfort in his palm, Gu Yelin's chilliness gradually subsided. That woman's gaze disgusted him, and if he weren't worried about An Yiqing's concern, Gu Yielin would really have wanted to kick the woman out directly.
