Su Yan listened and curled her lips into a self-deprecating smile.
Honestly, she didn't even know if her current mood was one of despair or relief.
Who would've thought Gu Chaohan understood her psyche so deeply, grasping all her thoughts with such precision.
He knew she'd regret going out, but felt ashamed to return, so he sent Sister Rong after her.
The hands Su Yan clenched gradually loosened, as if resigned to her fate.
He had already foreseen everything; what was she still struggling against?
In this game, he was the ultimate controller, and however he wanted to play, she had to accompany him.
...
When she got back, Gu Chaohan had already changed his clothes.
He sat there neatly dressed, holding a newspaper, reading something unknown.
Hearing footsteps from the doorway, he raised his head and glanced over.
Their eyes met across the distance, and Gu Chaohan smiled at her.
