"..." Lu Wanwan's mind was a blur.
The recently unpredictable menopausal temper of Gu Annan didn't flare up?
It wasn't that she was masochistically waiting to be scolded every day; it was just that since encountering Gu Annan, his expression had either been cold and impassive or his fiery gaze fixated on her, often making her doubt her own life, feeling like everything she said was wrong.
"Answer me, is it true?"
His tone was so calm it made her nervous, and Lu Wanwan timidly spoke, "Sort of. I had originally planned to, but I couldn't bring myself to say it."
Gu Annan took out a check, holding it casually between his fingers.
If not for the slightly less flamboyant expression, he resembled the extravagant image of a wealthy playboy splurging money.
"For me?" Lu Wanwan couldn't believe it, the thing she planned to do, yet hadn't even spoken about, was no longer necessary to mention.
She looked at the check, reaching out for it.
