Yuaen Chen seemed a bit slow to react to what he had said.
He watched with his eyes wide open as Lu Changting finished speaking and then ignored him, walking straight to Gu Shengyin and naturally taking her hand.
"Am I late?"
Gu Shengyin suddenly flashed a shallow smile, "No, just in time."
It wasn't just Yuaen Chen; even Lu Changting had never seen Sheng Lu smile before.
Her smile was like a crescent moon breaking through the clouds, truly enveloping her in a dazzling aura that seemed almost too stunning to gaze upon.
Lu Changting tightened his grip on Gu Shengyin's hand, feeling annoyed that such a rare scene was witnessed by another man.
"Let's go, I've reserved a table at the restaurant." He picked up Gu Shengyin's bag with one hand and held her hand with the other.
As he passed by Yuaen Chen, he gave him a slight nod of the head.
Yuaen Chen watched them walk away, looking somewhat dejected and lost.