"I know what you mean; get out," he said.
Shuman hurriedly put the soup aside.
"Since you mentioned delaying, then block as much as possible over at Grandma’s. From now on, there’s no need to bring the soup in here, just send it to the secretary."
Shuman saw him enter the inner office, took out a tissue to wipe away her tears, then wiped the soup off the desk and arranged everything neatly.
When Lu Wanwan arrived at the Gu Corporation, she was still carrying a handle bag.
She was determined to clear things up with Gu Annan today; if they didn’t keep their distance, it was only a matter of time before Little Naibao was discovered.
There was also a wavering voice in her heart asking herself if there was still a possibility between them.
But his sudden change had left her somewhat baffled.
Moreover, this persistent and bothersome behavior didn’t seem to fit him at all, or had the current Gu Annan changed?
She had just arrived on the floor and was about to enter the office when she saw Shuman coming out from the direction of the president’s office.
"I almost forgot about this person..."
Last time here, she remembered Gu Annan telling her in front of Shuman that he would send her an invitation when he and Shuman got married.
"Miss Lu," Shuman said as she came out and saw her, startled and filled with surprise, shock.
Lu Wanwan looked up and suddenly caught sight of a mark on her neck.
No, it wasn’t just a tiny spot.
The last time she saw Shuman, the socialite had been impeccably dressed, from hair to clothes, neat and faultless.
Now her hair and clothes were a bit disheveled, and she had tried to tidy up, but hadn’t managed to do it perfectly.
"Why are you, why are you here..." Shuman’s face turned pale when she saw her, "Are you here to see him?"
Shuman caught her looking and seemed panicked and embarrassed.
"I should go first." Shuman quickened her pace, eager to get out of her sight.
Lu Wanwan stood still, shocked, then took a couple of steps and looked back.
She caught Shuman’s complex look— perplexed, resentful, yet biting back her complaints.
It was not until Shuman entered the elevator that she snapped out of it.
Her body suddenly felt cold, and she immediately thought of what might have just happened.
She checked her phone for the time; she was early.
Planning to spend a little time on personal matters and return his clothes and the VIP card to Gu Annan, she had arrived fifteen minutes before the scheduled time.
Lu Wanwan bit her lip, her complexion ugly as she walked inside.
Just yesterday, she had been doubting how much feeling she had left for Gu Annan.
Why then, upon seeing Shuman, did she still feel that suffocating discomfort in her heart?
"Miss Lu," the secretary stood up and said cheerfully, "Please wait a moment."
Lu Wanwan stopped, but the secretary tried the inner line a few times without getting through.
"Is President Gu really here?"
The secretary was puzzled, "President Gu is here; why can’t I get through?"
Another secretary came over, "The inner line? There seems to be a problem with the phone inside sometimes; there’s no sound. Miss Lu, it’s okay to go straight in, President Gu has been waiting."
Lu Wanwan didn’t want to linger any longer than necessary, just wanted to get the matter resolved and leave.
She nodded and walked directly into the office.
The spacious and bright office was indeed empty, but she heard the sound of water coming from inside.
Lu Wanwan walked further in, looking towards the direction of the inner office.
Inside was a small suite with a bathroom.