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I can't rule out that possibility.
Monday to Friday, Su Qing mostly wears jeans, and today is no exception, light blue ones.
Her top is a white blouse with pleats, the hem tucked into her jeans, featuring a white bow tie at the neckline, slightly transparent sleeves, and cinched cuffs—very elegant.
The three of them got into the car, and Gu Ran glanced at the fuel gauge, sighing as he drove out of the garage.
He said, "Looks like we really do need to refuel."
"I hate rainy days," Su Qing commented, not in the mood to care about the fuel today, turning into a sentimental girl.
Gu Ran glanced at her, then looked towards the hazy red light in the pouring rain, slowly pressing the brake.
Once the car had stopped, he asked, "Why do you hate rainy days?"
"Because I am Su Qing."
After a two-second pause, Gu Ran said, "In my memory, you are not quite a sunny woman, like your name suggests."
Su Qing looked at him.
