"Xiaoran..."
Gu Ran saw Mu Mian, and the normally wide eyes that showed little attachment lit up with brilliance at the sight of her.
"Mianmian."
She grabbed Mu Mian's hand, and her eyes seemed to be turning red.
Mu Mian took her hand and said softly, "Let's go, I'll take you upstairs."
Lou Hezhan, who was initially reluctant to let go, released his grip on Gu Ran's waist at Gong Heng's indicating glance, allowing her to follow Mu Mian upstairs, yet his eyes remained obsessively fixed on Gu Ran's petite figure.
Meanwhile, Gu Ran's hand, held by Mu Mian, was visibly trembling, and she could feel Lou Hezhan's gaze, making her shiver all over.
She was afraid of him.
Gong Heng said to Lou Hezhan, "Stop looking at her with that worried look, Mianmian is not Xu Yuan, she won't steal your Gu Ran away. Come sit down and have some tea."
Lou Hezhan hesitated for a moment but followed Gong Heng through the mirrored door in silence to sit on the couch on the other side.
