He became a legend of the Capital.
And the object of fantasies for many ladies in the Capital.
There were even sayings like: "To have Gu Jiangnian, and there's nothing more to regret in life."
Wen Jie thought, all is lost.
Returning home, it was already around 10 PM.
As she entered, she happened upon Song Sizhi cooking hot and sour noodles in the kitchen.
The sensory impact made Jiang Muwan's eyes sparkle.
She looked very much like a pig breaking out of its pen, and Mr. Gu tried to grab her, but however hard he tried, he couldn't stop her.
And thus.
The man stood at the kitchen door, staring darkly at Jiang Muwan.
As for the latter?
She darted into the kitchen like a rabbit, standing behind Song Sizhi.
And Song Sizhi?
Perhaps he just finished bathing, his hair still wet and draped at the back.
Standing in front of the stove, watching the pot waiting for it to cook.
Clinching onto a clinical medicine textbook, pouring knowledge into himself.
Jiang Muwan approached.
