Even though Lu Beicheng didn't say anything, Gu Nanyan still noticed his emotions.
He felt wronged; he felt sorry for her, sorry for themselves.
For a moment, Gu Nanyan couldn't help but laugh and cry, teasing him, "Come on! Don't tell me you're crying! I haven't even cried after being abandoned, what's a grown man like you crying for?"
Lu Beicheng still held her in his arms, kissing her forehead forcefully without letting her push him away.
Lu Beicheng was gentle, and Gu Nanyan let out a soft sigh.
There was no helping it! She was swayed by gentleness, not by force.
Patting his back, she consoled, "I don't blame you."
Lu Beicheng kissed her face forcefully, "I know, I know everything."
His voice was very gentle, yet full of strength.
Gu Nanyan gave a resigned smile, no longer making fun of him. Instead, she patted his back to comfort him, not saying another word.
