"Is this the only photo you have?" she asked, holding the photo, looking a bit nervous.
"No, there are others," he observed her expression.
Her nervousness increased a bit more.
"I heard there are more, but she only gave me this one," Gu Annan said, with his hands in his pockets and eyes lowered. "So do you want to explain why you were smiling so nicely at someone else?"
Lu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and returned the photo to him, "It was just, a coincidence."
How did a reporter manage to take this photo? If Shuman chose to give this photo to Gu Annan selectively, was it because she was worried he would find out about this?
That meant Shuman probably already knew.
She lifted her eyes to see his slightly cold face and added another sentence, "If it weren’t by coincidence, why would I still wear such an ugly hat!"
"The hat?" he raised an eyebrow, tossed the photo on the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa.
"The hat is still in my room," she said flatly.
To keep such an ugly thing, she must have been crazy to accept it.
"So obedient," he seized her hand and pulled her to sit in his lap. "Then we’ll consider this matter settled."
Sitting on his legs had a particularly dangerous feeling.
As expected, not long after, his kisses briefly touched her forehead, eyebrows, and eyes.
"Stop it..." she whispered, her fingers tensely clutching his shirt.
His shirt, which had been neat a moment ago, was now a bit disheveled from her grabbing.
"You haven’t eaten yet, have you?" she reminded him. "Aren’t you hungry after the meeting? Shall we go eat?"
"Hungry." His heated gaze bore into her as he leaned his forehead against hers, "I want you more than I want to eat."
Lu Wanwan felt her heart pounding under that gaze.
Gu Annan pressed his lips against her face and seeing that she didn’t respond, he continued, "The marriage proposal to the Shu family was my grandmother’s idea. She’s very old and anxious to see her great-grandchildren; that’s why she wants me to marry quickly, and she thinks Shuman is a good choice."
"Then... you don’t want to marry quickly?"
She remembered that Gu Annan had clearly told his parents in the past that he didn’t want children.
She wondered if he still felt the same way now.
She had planned to clarify the matter about Little Naibao with him today, but the situation got a bit uncertain after Shuman intervened.
"Do you want to?" Gu Annan arched an eyebrow and countered, "What if I said that my children can only be with you?"
Her heart jolted, her clear eyes stared blankly at him.
"Come back with me to the old family home next week," his eyes softened, his lips gently slid across her cheek. "Grandmother is not well and can’t travel far. Her ninetieth birthday can only be celebrated there."
Lu Wanwan thought about all the dark material and rumors, "I don’t really fit in at your family house..."
He lifted her chin, squinting his eyes and gritting his teeth, "Then suggest someone who does."
"I..." Her heart felt tenderly soft under his gaze.
"That’s it, it has to be you." His tone was dominantly unequivocal, leaving no room for discussion.
Lu Wanwan felt both amused and exasperated, looked at him for a moment, mustered up her courage, and kissed him on the lips.
"Actually, there’s something..."
Before she could finish, a storm-like kiss descended on her.
She didn’t resist, reaching up to hug his neck.
It felt as if his heartbeat mingled with her own.
Gu Annan hugged her tightly, kissing her back fervently.
He already knew about the matter she had, but right now, all he wanted was her.