Lu Beicheng's explanation didn't matter to Gu Nanyan, who dismissively said, "If you want to upset me, just don't tell me!"
Lu Beicheng looked down at her, "Don't you understand what I mean?"
Aside from not apologizing outright, Lu Beicheng felt he had made himself clear enough.
Gu Nanyan, unhurried, stepped out from his embrace, walked to the door, and opened it, "Your back is better, right? If it's better, go back to your own room."
Whom he chose to give gifts to was his own business, but she would remember the way he looked at her today for a lifetime.
So right now, don't treat her like a three-year-old, offering a sweet right after a slap.
Moreover, he hadn't even offered a sweet.
Gu Nanyan opened the door, and Lu Beicheng nearly lost his breath.
Staring at Gu Nanyan for a while, Lu Beicheng turned his face away, presenting the back of his head to her as he said, "It's not better."