"I... I'm going to sleep now," Ji Wei said, her face flushed.
She tugged at the quilt with both hands, then tugged again, pulling it up until it covered more than half of her face. Only then did Ji Wei lift her eyes to glance at the man above her who remained unmoved.
"Aren't you sleeping?" she asked nervously.
Gu Moqian stared silently at her, his gaze deep and unreadable.
Ji Wei started to feel anxious, "But I'm really trying to sleep, and with you standing there like this... How can I sleep?"
With such a handsome man in front of her, staring at her with such intensity, how big of a heart would she need to actually fall asleep?
"Weiwei, do you still love me?" Gu Moqian suddenly asked softly.
Ji Wei froze, staring at him, unable to process his words for several seconds.
This question—she didn't even need to think to know the answer.
But they were about to divorce. Now, what did love or lack of love matter anymore?
