"Did you sprain your ankle?" Yue Siqing quickly checked and only relaxed once he confirmed it was fine.
Gu Anjin shook her head, "No."
But when she looked up again, the elevator doors had already closed.
Gu Anjin said speechlessly, "We could have gone up just now."
"Are you in a hurry?"
Gu Anjin didn't speak.
Her hand was still in Yue Siqing's hand, and she decided silently not to remind him. She mumbled, "Go back early, so you can rest early. Brother Siqing, haven't you been very busy and tired recently?"
Just as Yue Siqing was about to release her hand, a surprised, unfamiliar voice from behind called out, "Yue Siqing?"
Wen Ling couldn't help but say his name when she heard Gu Anjin's address.
So this man was the Yue Siqing that Sheng Wei had talked about—not busy, but meeting another woman.
All the talk about never being interested in ordinary women seemed to be false.
When Gu Anjin heard the girl's voice calling him, she also saw Yue Siqing release her hand.
