Mrs. Gu, Please Get Out of the Car!

"Gu Chuan?" Gu Zhou murmured.

This person had never existed in his memory.

But why did Qiao Nian say that he was Gu Chuan?

At the thought of this name, Gu Zhou couldn't help but have a headache.

Seeing this, Qiao Nian hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt and moved closer to Gu Zhou. She gently massaged Gu Zhou's temples and said gently, "If you can't remember, don't think about it. Actually, it's fine. Don't worry too much about this."

Gu Zhou looked up at Qiao Nian, inadvertently meeting her gentle eyes.

The way she looked at him was gentle, like spring sunshine. It instantly soothed his uneasy heart. He calmed down.

Chen Qing took a taxi back himself. He was about to open the door for Second Young Master and Second Young Madam when he saw Second Young Madam approaching Second Young Master through the windshield.

Oh my god!

Had they kissed?

Chen Qing's lips curved up involuntarily.