Faced with Gu Ningyue's unusual demeanor, Lin Ruixian pondered for a moment before tentatively asking, "Did you have a fight with Ling Tianyou?"
Gu Ningyue took a sip of the iced juice the waiter brought her, and somehow thought of the time she treated Chi Xingtong to a bottle of iced water, which cost 180.
Compared to that place, the prices here were clearly more expensive.
"No fight." Gu Ningyue said these words, but her voice was muffled, "Even if I wanted to fight, Ling Tianyou wouldn't argue with me."
Chen Rui has already returned, and sooner or later, this role of hers as the clown will be over.
Thinking of this, there was a touch of grievance in her gaze.
Lin Ruixian seemed to catch the undertone of Gu Ningyue's words and said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, "I think you still care a lot about Ling Tianyou."
Gu Ningyue looked at him with a glance, "What good is it if I care? People might not care."
