Before one sentence, Lu Wanwan still hadn't understood why he suddenly mentioned it.
In the next sentence, she was rendered speechless.
But every time she recalled the day Shuman walked out of his office, her feelings towards Gu Annan would change again.
"What relationship you have with Shuman is none of my business," Lu Wanwan averted her gaze, "you should go back to your room."
Gu Annan heard her firm words but didn't rush to say anything.
He took out his phone to check the time, and also saw a message from Zhao Chen saying he was on his way to the island.
"My assistant is temporarily unavailable, not in the hotel," his tone was indifferent, "I, for one, can't go back right now."
Lu Wanwan looked at him, her smile tinged with sarcasm, "you tell the reception, you lost your room card, she will give you another one."
