He paused for a moment, just about to speak when his phone dinged with a new message. Gu Jiangnian glanced down at it [Your xx bank credit card was charged 50 yuan].
Judging by the usual habits of the past few days, it was probably Jiang Muwan buying another coffee at the shop downstairs from the office.
Maybe she bought it herself, or perhaps her secretary did.
His eyes slowly moved away from the phone, landing on Xiao Yanli, who was lounging on the sofa: "Breakfast shops won't stay open till night. Whoever should come has already come."
The person staring at the empty coffee cup on the table suddenly heard Gu Jiangnian's words and lifted his head in surprise.
The expression of shock and bewilderment was as if someone had hit him with a bat to wake him up.
"That doesn't sound like something you would say," Xiao Yanli knew Gu Jiangnian well.
He knew what this man would say and what he wouldn't.
And today's words were not his usual style.
And Mr. Gu?
