Shen Jue watched them run out of the café one after the other. She crossed her legs elegantly and took a sip of her coffee. As long as Gu Qian, this obstacle, was dealt with, marrying Mo Beichen would be just a matter of time.
Yan Luoxi stopped Gu Qian by the roadside. Just as she was about to speak, she saw tears streaming down her face. Her heart ached, and the words of reproach swallowed back down, "Why put yourself through this?"
Gu Qian stubbornly looked at the roadside, raised her hand to wipe away the tears, but the more she wiped, the faster they fell. She hated her own weakness. What was there to cry about? What was there to be sad about?
"Come on, let's get to the parking lot to get the car." Yan Luoxi tugged at her, not wanting her to stand here breathing exhaust fumes.
