Gu Shengyin was wiping her tears with a tissue, finished the water at her side, and then began calling a waiter for a cup of ice water.
However, she heard a deep male voice beside her say, "Drinking something cold at this time isn't good for your stomach."
Immediately after, a cup of water was passed to her.
Gu Shengyin glanced at the man and then softly murmured a thank you.
With another cup of water down, Gu Shengyin felt the fiery sensation ease a little.
She glanced at the man who had returned to his seat, immaculate in a white shirt and wearing a silver watch. Gu Shengyin subconsciously looked at it; the brand was Patek Philippe.
Gu Shengyin had never seen a man who could wear a white shirt so elegantly. His eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely handsome, and his facial features combined were like the graceful gentlemen described in ancient texts, a gentleman as beautiful as jade, truly refined and cultured.
