Lin Fei looked at him in disbelief. She thought Gu Yifan was lying. But would Gu Yifan be the kind of person who lied?
"You haven't. . . "
Lin Fei walked forward and sat beside Gu Yifan. She picked up a wine glass and filled it up for herself.
"She. . . Is reserved. . . "
Lin Fei heard that there seemed to be an indescribable ridicule in her tone.
Lin Fei picked up the wine cup and drank it in one gulp, but she was thinking in her heart. Then what kind of person am I in your heart? It happened in less than half a year after our marriage. . .
"What are you drinking here? I don't want to see you. Go away, Gu Yifan said fiercely.
Lin Fei got up and took a bottle from the wine cabinet. She walked to the balcony of the hotel alone and drank directly at the bottle. She thought that there would be nothing to do tomorrow. She only had to fly back to Beijing tomorrow.