Huo Sicheng, You Want a Divorce?

Gu Qingcheng was taken aback.

She turned around, laughing lightly.

"Guess who I was talking about?"

As Gu Qingcheng finished speaking, her hand was grasped by a larger hand.

The warmth from the large palm seeped into Gu Qingcheng's smaller hand, her eyes and eyebrows brimming with shyness.

Huo Sicheng, in a black suit and leather shoes, exuded an innate nobility with his tall stature. His narrow phoenix eyes shone like stars as he gently rubbed the back of Gu Qingcheng's hand with his fingertips.

"I guess the heartless man you mentioned is me."

A glint of cleverness flashed in Gu Qingcheng's eyes, "Why would you think I was talking about you?"

"This room is only for me." Huo Sicheng brought Gu Qingcheng's hand to his lips and kissed it gently. "You came here definitely to find me. I wasn't here and didn't send a message, so you're upset and call me a heartless man."

Gu Qingcheng smiled gracefully, "You're smart."