Wen Qing went to Jiangbei, and today's driver was someone Su Ye recognized but couldn't name.
Without Wen Qing's worldly savvy, the person was a bit dull and didn't say a word while driving.
Since Su Ye wasn't good at socializing herself, she didn't disturb the driver and just opened the bag of pastries, handing it to Gu Yan, "Have some, they really taste good."
Gu Yan didn't like sweets; one might even say he had an aversion to them.
The pastries from the Gu Family kitchen were mostly made with this in mind and weren't sweet, but Gu Yan still disliked them.
Normally, he wouldn't even spare a glance.
But these were from Su Ye.
He reached out and picked up a piece of flaky pastry.
The pastry was indeed very crisp, and the moment it was picked up, the flakes showered down like snow.
Gu Yan had no choice but to brace it with his other hand and lean forward to bite, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Yet, seeing Su Ye's hopeful eyes, he still took a bite.