Lin Xiao's plan that she had worked up all night long was killed on the spot by Gu Feng's "flashy" words.
In the elevator where they met on a narrow road, she couldn't bear it anymore: "Director Gu, you are a nail person, right? You specialize in piercing people's hearts!"
He didn't even bother to raise his eyelids: "Manager Lin, plans are not made by staying up late."
The elevator suddenly fell out of control and fell into darkness.
When he opened his eyes again, Lin Xiao was horrified to find that he was lying on a hard earthen kang covered with only a thin layer of straw mat.
"Lin Zhaodi?" Gu Feng's voice was as dry as sandpaper, and every word was heavy as he spoke the name tentatively and with difficulty, his eyes fixed on Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao's heart was beating wildly in her chest, almost bursting out of her chest. She looked at Gu Feng's unfamiliar young face, but could still see the familiar outline, and an equally absurd thought rushed out of her mouth uncontrollably, with the same broken trembling:
"Gu... Weidong?"
