Jian Ran cleared her throat and then asked, "You're not married, are you?"
In his line of work, relying on youth, he probably wouldn't marry so soon, right?
Gu Tingjue was taken aback for a moment, indeed, this woman was showing her true colors.
Humph! He had really seen too many such women. In their upper class society circles, to marry into wealth, they would use any means necessary.
Gu Tingjue shook his head, "No!"
Jian Ran continued to inquire, "How old are you?"
"30!" Gu Tingjue felt it was absurd, but he answered her nevertheless.
Jian Ran nodded her head, realizing he wasn't young anymore. It seemed that he had reached the ceiling for people in his profession. Normally, that line of work was all about fresh young men in their early twenties, and at his age, most would be considered obsolete.
A look of disdain crossed her face. Working so hard, and at such an age, he still insisted on keeping his position. What intentions did he have, really?
