Along the way, the two spoke little.
Gu Fuju did want to say something.
The young lady seemed absent-minded and was fidgeting constantly.
She occasionally fiddled with the peace charm at her waist.
After adjusting it, she scratched at the carriage walls with her hand.
Her expression was well-concealed, even Gu Fuju, who had met countless people, couldn't read it.
After scratching, her fair face fell again.
Gu Fuju hesitated.
—"Are you not used to sharing a carriage with me?"
Yu Tingwan shook her head and hesitantly touched her flat belly.
Gu Fuju guessed, thinking she was hungry.
—"It's almost time for a meal, why don't I take you to a restaurant before seeing you home?"
Yu Tingwan shook her head again.
She just wanted to go back.
When Gu Fuju was about to ask something, she slowly bent down toward the tea table, attempting to curl up, her heavy eyelids wanting to close, her tone carrying a hint of pleading.
"Can I take a nap?"
