Xue Murong heard Gu Yichen's sigh and it was as if the alcohol suddenly sobered her up.
She understood Gu Yichen, if it wasn't for completely losing hope, he would never have had that reaction.
Gu Yichen, with one hand in his pocket, turned around and left without expression.
Xue Murong's heart panicked, she turned to glance at Yu Lingqian, then at Gu Yichen, and finally chased after Gu Yichen, "Yichen—"
Gu Yichen escorted Xue Murong to the villa's entrance, stood up, and opened the car door for her: "We're here."
This was the first time Gu Yichen had initiated a conversation with her since they met just now.
Xue Murong tried to grab his hand, "Yichen, have you misunderstood something?"
Gu Yichen glanced at Xue Murong's hand and spoke indifferently, "I haven't misunderstood."
Xue Murong let out a sigh of relief, "Then... then my wedding will still take place as scheduled, right?"
