Gu Chu had been staring at Song Yi ever since she ca in, never once taking his eyes off her face.
Even when Song Yi directly asked such a question, Gu Chu continued to stare at her, without speaking.
This gaze was blatant and intent, as if trying to see through Song Yi’s exterior to understand her essence.
Song Yi felt a bit uncomfortable under this scrutiny.
She frowned and asked, "Are you staring at like this because you like ?"
It felt as if that gaze was about to strip her clothes off.
Gu Chu took a sip of coffee, then suddenly laughed, "Sorry, I was a bit distracted just now. I just felt that you resemble an old acquaintance of mine."
Too similar, both in deanor and aura.
If she really were that person... Gu Chu squinted his eyes, that would surely cause a disturbance.
Gu Chu tightened his grip on the coffee cup, silently observing Song Yi.
Yet looking at her now, she seed to lack a certain ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness.
She sipped at the corner of her mouth with coffee, "Miss Song, may I ask you a question?"
Song Yi raised an eyebrow, leaned back in her chair, bold and elegant, "Ask."
"Have you grown up in the Song Family all your life, never been anywhere else?"
Song Yi didn’t rush to answer but slowly drank her coffee.
Why the sudden question?
What significance did this have for her?
And why was he staring at her so much? Was there sothing in her worth digging for Gu Chu?
"What else? Song Yi put down the cup, her hand naturally resting on the table, "Where do you think I could have grown up?"
Song Yi answered naturally, not saying more than necessary, her response was sothing that matched the life that was publicly known, so there was no harm in saying it.
Gu Chu’s gaze naturally fell on her hand she had placed.
These hands, fair and smooth, slender and beautiful, displayed the pampered life of a woman who had never done any hard labor.
In every aspect, Song Yi seed like a wealthy heiress.
These hands were too clean and didn’t resemble that person’s hands...
Gu Chu bit his teeth secretly, if Song Yi truly was, wouldn’t it be too far-fetched?
Was he overthinking this?
Song Yi raised her hand, asking, "Think my nails are nice?"
Gu Chu paused, raising his eyes to et her bright, foxy eyes, carrying a smile.
She was asking him.
This woman...
Was quite cunning.
"They are quite nice; I was just about to ask where you got them done." Gu Chu continued.
Song Yi: "I’ll take you there next ti, they really do great nails, I’m a regular there, can even get you a discount."
Gu Chu laughed cheerfully, "I thought with the Song Family being so rich, all your stuff would be private."
"Being rich doesn’t an I’m sick." Song Yi lightly chuckled, "Why would I hire a fashion stylist, a manicurist, a makeup artist to stay at ho for nothing?"
"I’m not a big star who worries about being photographed and needs to pose every ti I go out?"
Truly wealthy people live comfortably as they please.
Sotis, the joy of being wealthy is in spending money.
Gu Chu: "Indeed."
"Wait a mont, I left my bag outside, yesterday’s docunts are in it, I’ll go get them for you."
"Okay."
Gu Chu went out.
Song Yi kept staring at her back; her eyes, which were originally smiling, turned cold inch by inch.
She took out her phone from her bag and sent a ssage to Fu Jingsheng.
[Help check on soone, Gu Chu, from Country A, see what they do, what’s their background.]
Fu Jingsheng replied quickly: [You’re with Gu Chu?]
Seeing such a reply from him.
Song Yi frowned: [You know Gu Chu?]
Fu Jingsheng: [Don’t know, but I’ve heard of them.]
Song Yi stared at this reply, didn’t know? She didn’t believe it.
His surprise at her being with Gu Chu was very unusual.
Song Yi was skilled at sensing others’ emotions, and no detail escaped her.
Any slight discomfort she could catch, she was adept at understanding people, which was why she could manage her company single-handedly.
Also, why every star she managed beca successful because she knew how to grasp people’s hearts.
Song Yi bit her lip and replied: [Oh, help check, then.]
Fu Jingsheng: [Where are you? I’ll co to you. After you’re done eating, we’ll have lunch together.]
Song Yi smiled and directly sent him her location.
His words clearly showed he wanted to know her location, confirming further to her that Fu Jingsheng and Gu Chu must know each other.
"Click—" At this mont, Gu Chu returned with his bag.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Gu Chu was very polite, she sat down, took out docunts from her bag, speaking as she did, "I rembered leaving them at the front desk, looked there for a while, then realized it was in the car, never took it out."
As she spoke, she took out the docunts, which weren’t thick, just two sheets of paper.
She handed them to Song Yi.
When Song Yi took them, she caught a faint scent.
She looked up, "Do all your psychologists use scented paper?"
Gu Chu: "It’s a personal habit, I’m used to this scent, it wakes up."
"Sotis, when handling work, fatigue is inevitable, using sothing with a scent helps keep alert."
Song Yi: "Hmm."
She looked down at the report, "Learned sothing new, where did you buy this paper? Bring so next ti."
"Sure."
Song Yi skimd through it as the waiter brought in dishes.
Sumptuous with ample at.
Song Yi frowned, the sll was intense.
For so reason, she felt slightly nauseous.
She spoke, "I said just for coffee, didn’t order all these."
Gu Chu: "eting up, we should dine well."
Song Yi took a deep breath, trying to suppress the unpleasant feeling, but pressing it down made her more nauseous.
The small private room added to the stifling feel.
She put down the paper and stood up, "Sorry, I need to use the restroom."
Song Yi took a deep breath, trying to suppress the unpleasant feeling, but pressing it down only made her more nauseous.
The small private room added to the stifling feel.
She put down the paper and stood up, "Sorry, I need to use the restroom."
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