Qiao Nian's gaze made Song Yue very uncomfortable. However, now that Song Yue had left with Lu Zhu, even though she was unhappy, she still followed.
On the plane, Qiao Nian turned off her phone and leaned lazily against her seat. She tilted her head to look out the window, and her gaze inadvertently landed on Lu Zhu's face.
Lu Zhu's facial features were well-defined, and his thin lips were pursed tightly, as if he was thinking about something serious.
When he was quiet and did not speak, he was like an otherworldly god that no one could disturb.
"Have you seen enough?"
Lu Zhu's voice was cold.
Qiao Nian was slightly stunned. When she regained her senses, she looked away awkwardly.
For some reason, she felt that his tone sounded like Gu Zhou's.
She hadn't seen him since she had gotten angry at Gu Zhou last night.
