113 You Dont Have A Choice

    This was the first time Gu Nianshen personally saw Lin Yiqian cry. In his mind, he could not remember ever seeing tears in her eyes.

    Zhang Yang had mentioned that she hid outside the window as she cried. Even her father had said that she used to cry in secret when she did not perform well academically. She never wanted anyone to see her cry.

    However, today, she had allowed herself to cry in public... in front of strangers at that. It was all because of getting a hair cut.

    Tears began to form in her eyes yet again, fueled by jealousy and hurt feelings. Gu Nianshen felt as if her gaze would soon burn right through him. "Lin Yiqian, how important is your hair?" He smirked sarcastically as he grabbed a handful of her hair.

    Then, he let go of her hair in a huff.

    Following a cool snort, Gu Nianshen turned around and started walking in the direction of his stationary car.

    Lin Yiqian held her breath as she looked at Gu Nianshen walking away. When he finally got into the car, she could not suppress her emotions any longer. As she squatted down and hugged her knees with both arms, strands of her hair fell loosely to the ground.

    She covered her mouth so that her crying could not be heard.

    "Stop embarrassing yourself over here."

    Before she could raise her head, the man had bent down and picked her up from the ground.

    As she felt her body had been elevated from the ground, Lin Yiqian subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.

    When she turned her head around and looked at the man's face, there were still tears in the corners of her eyes. She seemed somewhat pitiful with a stunned expression on her face.

    "You don't have to cut your hair if you don't want to. Look at yourself. You're crying as if I had committed domestic violence," Gu Nianshen said with a frown.

    She could hear a tinge of restlessness in his tone.

    Was he willing to compromise?

    Lin Yiqian was stunned for a moment. By the time they had reached Gu Nianshen's car, she suddenly realized he was still carrying her. "Put me down."

    Despite her struggle, Gu Nianshen continued to carry her until he shoved her into the car.


    The door was closed behind her.

    The tall male circled around the car from the front as he walked over to the driver's side. He then opened the door and got into the car.

    There was a chill in the car. It felt much colder than it ought to.

    Lin Yiqian continued to ignore Gu Nianshen as she wiped her tears with a tissue while she looked out of the window.

    'What's that smell?'

    It smelled strangely familiar.

    After taking a few sniffs, Lin Yiqian turned her head around to scan the passenger seat in the back of the car.

    When she saw the packaged food from Ming's Deli, her hands curled into fists on her lap as she slowly shifted her gaze to the man in the driver's seat.

    Her mouth was slightly ajar... However, she was afraid that the answer she received would disappoint her.

    In the end, she closed her mouth and lowered her head.

    However, her gaze kept returning to the back of the car.

    "There is a show tomorrow in Shanghai by LY. Mega is one of the organizers. I'll get someone to deliver the clothes to you tomorrow afternoon." Gu Nianshen suddenly interrupted Lin Yiqian's thoughts.

    She turned her head to look at him confusedly.

    Lin Yiqian was not sure if she had heard him mistakenly. Was he asking her to attend an event with him?

    Gu Nianshen's voice sounded much cooler after he had turned to look at Lin Yiqian's reaction. "There are some things which are out of your control once you have started them. You don't have a choice."

    After he had spoken, he stepped on the accelerator.

    "I understand." Lin Yiqian gently rubbed the corners of her lips.

    Gradually, she was beginning to lose her sense of pride. She had no expectations when it came to Gu Nianshen.

    As she lifted her head, she sneaked a glance at the package of food from Ming's Deli before a smirk appeared on her face.
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