The atmosphere was chilling, colder than the surrounding air. Wu Hao finally sensed something amiss, his voice dropping to a whisper as he hastily excused himself, "I won't keep you from going home. I have work to attend to as well. Goodbye!"
With that, he turned and briskly entered the newspaper office. He longed to steal another glance at Gu Zi, but he dared not turn his head. His face bore a bitter smile, his heart filled with a pool of bitterness.
He had thought that God would grant him a chance to win Gu Zi's heart, to save her. But now, it seemed she didn't need his salvation at all...
After Wu Hao left, Gu Zi and Su Shen faced each other. She tiptoed to cup his face. He was a handsome man, but his tightly pursed lips hadn't relaxed yet, making his face appear even more cold and ruthless.
She softly explained, "Su Shen, I don't even remember him. If he hadn't greeted me, I..."