Perhaps it's because they've reconciled, or perhaps it's because her foot was twisted by Feng Chengjin.
After the initial struggle, Feng Chengjin started interacting with Gu Zixuan as he used to.
Glancing at the notebook beside her, he raised an eyebrow, "Working?"
"Yeah, I'm just keeping myself busy since I didn't help much with your trip to France. I'm checking it myself now."
It's also to somewhat make up for the guilt of infuriating Feng Chengjin into leaving directly that day.
But for Feng Chengjin.
Seeing her still thinking about his company's e-commerce business, his gaze deepened, the corners of his lips unconsciously curved into a smile.
Pausing for a moment, he reached out, "Can I take a look?"
The long fingers were extremely slender, with noticeable joints, yet not too stiff, instead conveying a sense of competence, the nails were especially beautiful and clean.
Looking at such hands, Gu Zixuan's mood inexplicably faltered.
