At the dining table.
Mu Anhan said nothing, continuing to eat her delicious meal.
But it tasted like chewing on wax.
She chose to keep eating because she didn't want to talk.
Gu Xiaozhan ate very little, leaning back on his chair, looking very displeased.
Pei Zhe's refusal was expected, yet he was still angry.
The more Pei Zhe refused to marry, the more he had feelings for Mu Anhan.
He couldn't help but glance at Mu Anhan who was eating; her expression was indifferent, yet distant and cold towards him.
Mu Anhan naturally didn't want to speak to him, sensing he somewhat plotted against Pei Zhe; this dinner was a Greek banquet.
The amnesiac Gu Xiaozhan had changed a lot.
Changed to the point where Mu Anhan felt he was more and more a stranger.
"I'm done, going upstairs." Mu Anhan put down her chopsticks and headed upstairs.
Gu Xiaozhan, of course, sensed her change in mood. He got up as well, following behind her.
