Dressed in a tailor-fitted, upscale designer suit, he had a tall and straight figure with handsome yet cold features, and an air of pride about him. This version of Gu Heng reminded her of the white-clad, adorable little boy from her childhood, whose expression was always cool and detached.
What a pity...
Time had changed everything!
Su Ran withdrew her gaze and didn't look at him. She slightly tightened her facial expression, and her entire demeanor became so distant and indifferent it was frightening. The cold aura around her brows suddenly burst forth, snapping the daydreaming Gu Heng back to reality.
"I heard you caught a cold and had a fever. How... are you feeling now?"
As he walked into the sickroom, the man's deep voice was very gentle, as if he hadn't been the one speaking to her with cold words and a chilling look just the night before.
Su Ran curved her lips into a shimmering smile.
Heard?
What an interesting "heard."
