The man did not take the clothes she offered, his unfathomable black eyes staring intently at her as he opened his mouth with a low and magnetic voice, "It's been a long time."
When he suddenly said those four words to her, Ming Yao's nose suddenly felt sore.
Emotions welled up from the bottom of her heart, and her eyes began to swell a little.
Yes, indeed, it had been a long time.
The long span of four years.
Her fingertips curled slightly, she took a deep breath, and looked up at him.
There were no emotional fluctuations visible on her bright and delicate face, she slightly tilted up the corners of her lips, "It's been a long time, should I call you Mr. Gu or Mr. Gong now?"
Her expression was cold and aloof.
Gu Siting looked at the woman who was close at hand, her beautiful eyes indifferent, her face calm and undisturbed, in her eyes, he was like someone familiar yet not quite acquainted, a stranger.
