The smile on Gu Aihan's face fell and she even started to wonder whether the information she had got was true or not.
How could Gu Jin remain so calm in front of her provocation if she truly loves Long Yifan?
Gu Aihan suddenly turned toward Long Yifan and tugged on his shirt,
"Yifan, don't you want to tell Miss Gu anything? She is your acquaintance after all?"
Come on! Say something! Say something that would stimulate that b*tch! Gu Aihan thought.
Long Yifan clenched his fist, lowered his eyes, and said softly,
"Miss Gu, I wish you happiness in your future pursuits."
He forced the words out, each one feeling like a small betrayal of his own heart. The crowd looked on, whispering amongst themselves, sensing the tension.
Gu Jin felt a pang in her chest at his words but maintained her composure. Her gaze remained steady, offering a small nod of acknowledgment as if to signal she understood and accepted his well wishes.