Gu Ningyue listened to Lin Ruixian's increasingly impatient voice, feeling inexplicably a bit envious.
Her parents passed away early, and her master is a staunch advocate of non-marriage, so no one really cares whether she gets married or has a boyfriend.
"Alright, alright, stop talking about it. If she likes me, it can only be unrequited love. I don't have time to care about her feelings. Goodbye!"
Lin Ruixian decisively hung up the phone and returned to his seat.
His brows were still slightly furrowed, and a touch of melancholy suddenly appeared on his jade-like face.
For some reason, Gu Ningyue suddenly wanted to reach out and smooth his brow.
Such a handsome face shouldn't be frowning.
But she knew she shouldn't do that.
Just like before, she only thought about it but didn't reach out.
Gu Ningyue looked at Lin Ruixian and asked, "So, is that it?"
