After a while, Mo Beichen coughed lightly and was the first to withdraw his hand. He said unhappily, "How old are you still being so careless? Hurry up and get out of the car, don't waste my time."
All the romantic feelings in Gu Qian's heart vanished into thin air. She quickly removed the bag strap from the handbrake, then pushed open the car door to get out. Just as she closed the door, the black Porsche had already driven away, soon disappearing into the traffic on the road.
Gu Qian stood at the entrance, dazed for a moment, before holding her slightly hot hand and entering the hotel.
Yan Luoxi was downstairs checking the cleanliness when she saw Gu Qian get out of Mo Beichen's car from a distance. She stayed in the lobby waiting for her, and when she saw her walk in looking lost, she gently bumped her and asked, "How did it go?"
Seeing Yan Luoxi's curious expression, Gu Qian gave a bitter smile and walked towards the elevator.
