Gu Nanyan glanced at him and said with a smile that was not a smile, "Envious? Envious that you sent him a message and let him see you."
"No," Lu Jingyang said, "Just sitting next to you is dangerous enough; I want to live a few more years."
Years ago, the methods his brother used to discipline him were still vivid in his memory; he decided not to provoke him, and moreover, his return this time seemed profoundly preoccupied, which they all noticed.
In the meetings that followed in the next two days, Gu Nanyan and Lu Beicheng inevitably bumped into each other, but they never mentioned what happened that night again.
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On Sunday afternoon, when everyone returned to the city center, Gu Nanyan didn't wait for Shen Li's arrangements and asked Lu Jingyang to take her home first.
She didn't want to make things difficult for Lu Beicheng or for herself.
"Mommy." When she got home, Little Baozi rushed towards Gu Nanyan, his enthusiasm nearly melting her.
