But as soon as his gaze fell on her face, Gu Yan, who originally had a smiling face, immediately turned solemn.
"Gu Yan, stop it. Let's get out of here first. There are people coming and going here. You might not care about losing face, but I do," Nie Xiaoxing said, eyes downcast.
Gu Yan stared at the teardrop hanging on her cheekbone, his eyes cold.
After not hearing him speak for a while, Nie Xiaoxing turned her head in surprise to look.
She didn't expect to meet his cold, deep eyes.
Nie Xiaoxing's heart twisted slightly, and she quickly looked away, her eyebrows also furrowing slightly.
"Nie Xiaoxing, what's wrong?" Gu Yan asked, his tone rather serious and stern.
"I'm fine," Nie Xiaoxing said.
"I'll ask you one more time, what's wrong?" Gu Yan insisted.
Nie Xiaoxing bit her lower lip slightly and shook her head.
"You won't say, huh? Fine, I'll go upstairs and ask Aunt Fu!" Gu Yan said, suddenly releasing Nie Xiaoxing and striding toward the elevator.
"Gu Yan!"
