Song Yan had guessed it might have been because of the incident at the wedding yesterday, but what did the childish behavior between the men have to do with her?
Gu Chenxiao came to her side, he leaned on the table with one hand, looking down at her eyes from above, and started speaking with a raspy, magnetic voice, "But when I gave you a gift, I was pursuing you, so what does your returning a gift mean?"
In the restaurant, other than the melodious music, there was no other sound.
Everyone was dumbstruck, especially Yunyang, whose eyes were so wide his jaw almost dropped to the floor.
It was well-known that Gu Chenxiao of Yun City was cold and composed.
So when he said this, Yunyang even doubted his own eyes; he rubbed them and only after confirming the man before him was indeed his uncle-in-law did he finally swallow hard, a wave of shock rippling through his heart.
Was the family's iron tree finally about to blossom?
Song Yan remained silent.