Deng’s mother smiled warmly and waved to them as she went to open the door.
Lu Wanwan hurriedly pulled Gu Annan into the elevator and closed the door.
"Ex-husband?" A deliberate counter-question.
When Lu Wanwan looked up, she saw Gu Annan with a displeased expression.
The man’s face darkened, and as soon as the elevator reached the first floor, he walked straight out.
Throughout the way, no matter how Lu Wanwan spoke to him, he ignored her, maintaining a cold demeanor like the day before.
It was not until the two arrived in front of the car outside the complex that he turned to her and said, "Aren’t you getting in the car!"
The originally troubled Lu Wanwan felt better upon hearing that sentence.
"Gu Annan, what’s wrong with you?" she asked, glancing at his face.
"Do you want to be late?"
Lu Wanwan glanced at the time and quickly got into the car. If she didn’t hurry, she would indeed be late.
Sitting in the passenger’s seat, Zhao Chen was supposed to hand over a document but turned to find the atmosphere off.
He took the document back.
"What is that?" Gu Annan asked with a stern face.
Zhao Chen had no choice but to explain honestly, "It’s material for the meeting this morning."
"Well, give it to me."
Zhao Chen felt conflicted, because by the time President Gu finished reviewing this document, Miss Lu would have already got out of the car.
If he didn’t look at it, their silence wouldn’t continue indefinitely.
"I just remembered there are a few errors that need correcting. President Gu, please wait a moment," Zhao Chen said apologetically with a smile, "Meanwhile, why not talk to Miss Lu to pass the time?"
Gu Annan’s lips twitched, this guy.
"Xiaozhao, President Gu isn’t responding to me. You’d better finish editing quickly so he can look at it." Lu Wanwan said pitifully on purpose.
As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt the gaze from beside her.
A cold and indifferent voice came through, "Do I need to respond?"
Zhao Chen consciously stayed out of the rear seat’s fray, pretending he heard nothing.
"If needed, will you respond to me?" Lu Wanwan countered after hearing his comment.
Gu Annan answered with an inscrutable cold sneer, "You haven’t answered me yet—do you move, or do I?"
"I’ll move, I’ll move!" Lu Wanwan nodded repeatedly.
In fact, she had already thought it through; Gu Annan’s words were reasonable.
Given a choice, she didn’t want to keep both of them at home.
Moreover, at this point, it was unlikely she could involve him with her two little treasures without any issues.
In reality, she had already made up her mind.
She had always thought that this time he truly didn’t want to see her again.
But she hadn’t expected that these past six years had not been easy for him either.
"Still ’Uncle Gu’?" He seized the opportunity, his tone still unfathomably aloof.
"I’ll explain as soon as I get back."
Gu Annan crossed his arms, moving closer, "Or still ex-husband?"
Facing this question, she fell silent.
His face changed abruptly, his lips tightly pursed, and after a moment he said, "A five-year-old child would understand this, can’t you?"
She looked up, a trace of confusion in her eyes.
This kind of thing, should she be the one to say it?
The first step of marriage, isn’t it a proposal?
Was it right to pressure her ?
"I think it’s you who doesn’t understand!" She squeezed out the words after a long pause.
Seeing that they had arrived at the MG Building, the car slowly came to a stop.
Lu Wanwan opened the car door, "Goodbye!"
Gu Annan watched her retreating figure through the window, did he not understand?
"Zhao Chen. It took him a long while before he asked in a low voice, "Do you think there’s anything I don’t understand?"
Having inadvertently overheard their conversation earlier, Zhao Chen already knew President Gu was being stubborn over such a trivial matter, and he had facepalmed.
Now asked, he was taken aback.