Thinking of Nian An, his brows relaxed a little and were no longer tense.
Gu Boyan walked into the room.
The standard basic black and white color scheme makes this room, like Chen Nian'en's bright and luxurious room, dull and boring.
I don't know what Nian An meant by allowing me to accompany her to the birthday party.
Perhaps she wanted him to see with his own eyes how deeply in love she and Zhou Yan were, and how deeply they had pledged to each other, so she hoped that he would fulfill their wish as soon as possible.
Don't delay lovers from getting married.
He raised the corners of his mouth in self-mockery, but his eyes were cold. He took off his clothes in a violent manner, went into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
In the middle of June, the cold water splashing on my face made me feel much better.
He raised his chin and casually pushed his hair back. His almond-shaped eyes were evil, filled with madness and obsession.
Who cares? Even if he has to go see Nian An to talk about love, he will go.
As long as the murderer behind the persecution of the Zhong family is not found, she will not be set free.
But there is also some selfishness and greed in it, which only he knows.
After taking a shower, Gu Boyan casually draped a loose bath towel around his waist.
At some point, the drizzle outside started to get heavier, and his slender knuckles casually brushed his hair a few times.
He just used the hair dryer for a few seconds and then stopped.
No one cares about him anyway, he is in good health and won’t catch a cold.
Too lazy to blow.
Gu Boyan stood by the window.
Outside the glass window, raindrops hit the trees and the wind rustled the leaves. With the unique quietness and loneliness of the mountains and forests, the hustle and bustle and prosperity of City A seemed to disappear.
It takes an hour and a half to drive from here to his company.
But in the past year, every morning when he went out and when he came back, he felt an indescribable expectation in his heart.
In a trance, here, Nian An belonged to him, only to him.
"Knock, knock, knock."
The knock on the door broke the silence and contemplation, and Gu Boyan glanced coldly at the wooden door with displeasure.
Which servant is disturbing him so late at night?
"Gu Boyan, I'm coming in."
Chen Nian'an's sweet voice came from outside the door.
His cold gaze paused, then suddenly softened.
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