Gu Yuan was gnawing on a chicken foot while watching Lu Zhen's eyebrows furrowed so tightly they could squeeze a fly to death.
The previous feeling of frustration inexplicably dissipated quite a bit. Could it be that this is the truth of 'happiness is relative'?
As soon as all the chicken feet were devoured, the anger in Gu Yuan's heart completely disappeared.
Full and satisfied, the sleepiness that had been forcibly suppressed immediately climbed to his forehead.
Just as his consciousness was about to be drowned, Gu Yuan suddenly looked toward the door with a jolt.
He was afraid that Lin Xiang'er would take advantage of this moment to rush in and drag him out.
It's not that Gu Yuan was being paranoid; it's just that Lin Xiang'er was very mysterious, and no door could hold her back.
And to stabilize her and draw out those behind her, they had to give her some 'special privileges.'
For example, allowing her to move freely in this area, of course, under surveillance.
