Meng Chuyue, her figure as slender and graceful as ever, her face still youthful like when she was eighteen, yet even more radiant and charming.
Even a woman would be amazed at her beauty, let alone men.
And Shen Ci, also nearly thirty, yet his face still fully exuded a youthful vibe.
He was a perfect match for Meng Chuyue.
After Gu Minghao ordered the dishes, seeing her silent, he gently asked, "What's the matter? Tired?"
Meng Jingfen shook her head and smiled, "I suddenly feel very inferior. You must have seen Meng Chuyue just now, right? She's actually only one year younger than me, no, according to her actual age, we should be about the same. But look at me, I'm so old, while she's so youthful."
Meng Jingfen did not shy away from saying these things to Gu Minghao.
She didn't believe Gu Minghao was truly interested in her.
He was willing to be close to her, mostly because he found her kind and safe, the perfect guide and conversation partner.
