Chapter 259: Is it getting in your way?

Gu Xingluo had medium-short hair, the ends just reaching her jawline, wearing a suit, standing beside Song Yusui, only a head shorter than him.

Her appearance was bright and heroic, her features resembling Gu Xingnan's, her eyebrows slightly raised but not sharp; her usual expressionless look made strangers keep their distance.

Upon seeing Jiang Liangjin, the corners of her mouth curled, that chill instantly vanished, and her tone turned warm: "Oh, it's you, little brother, long time no see."

Jiang Liangjin gave a slight nod, his tone devoid of extra emotion: "Miss Gu, long time no see."

The Jiang and Gu families have a cooperation, and given his relationship with Gu Xingnan, the two of course know each other.

Song Yusui knew their relationship, didn't elaborate, was about to ask where his sister was when a male voice came, coquettish: "Luoluo~"

Gu Xingluo turned her head at the sound, seeing the newcomer, her brows and eyes instantly softened.

Jiang Liangjin also instinctively turned his head to look.

Not far down the hallway's end stood a slender male student wearing a milky-white knit sweater.

He had fair skin, gentle features, held a delicate bag of pastries, and gazed eagerly this way.

The male student hurried over, his voice soft: "Luoluo, why have you been chatting with others for so long?"

"I'm discussing business." Gu Xingluo stepped forward, reached out to ruffle his hair, her tone unconsciously softening.

The male student leaned into her, his chin resting on her shoulder, but his gaze swept past her shoulder onto Song Yusui, then quickly flicked over to Jiang Liangjin.

In his watery eyes, an uncharacteristic emotion flickered, quickly suppressed, as he said to Gu Xingluo: "I've waited for you to come down for ages, afraid you'd be hungry, so I brought you a strawberry tart."

He said this, shaking the bag in his hand, yet his stare fixed intently on the other two.

"You've worked hard, Xiao Bao." Gu Xingluo took the pastry bag from his hand, "I just ran into an acquaintance and chatted a bit more."

The male student leaned against Gu Xingluo again, as if asserting his claim, his voice just loud enough for everyone to hear: "You can't ignore me either; I've waited for you a long time."

Gu Xingluo's assistant beside her had long grown accustomed to this, wearing a "workers' lives are hard" expression, eyes to nose, nose to heart, wishing she could vanish on the spot.

Song Yusui was about to make a joke when he caught Jiang Liangjin's face wearing an indescribable expression.

Clearly there was no emotional fluctuation, yet he saw that even staying another second would be agony on his face.

Jiang Liangjin indeed had no intention of staying longer.

He was never one to enjoy crowds, and seeing this scene now, he felt the cloying atmosphere was utterly out of place for him.

"Miss Gu, I'm leaving first." Jiang Liangjin lingered no longer, lightly tugged at the corner of his mouth, gave Gu Xingluo a nod as a greeting, then turned to go.

"A Jin, wait." Wanting to glance a bit more at the lively Song Yusui, seeing him hurry off, he called out and quickly caught up.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to wave at Gu Xingluo: "General Manager Gu, I'll go ahead!"

Gu Xingluo smiled and nodded: "Take care."

Only after their silhouettes disappeared around the hallway corner did the male student seem to exhale, clinging back to Gu Xingluo's side, muttering: "Luoluo."

Gu Xingluo smiled helplessly, pinching his cheek with her fingertips: "Still jealous?"

The male student hummed twice, saying nothing.

Gu Xingluo reached out to straighten his somewhat messy collar: "Wasn't I supposed to have you wait in the car?"

"I couldn't wait." The male student naturally wrapped his arm around her waist, his head rubbing against her neck, his voice soft: "The strawberry tart's about to melt."

Gu Xingluo gave a soft "tsk," reached out to ruffle his hair again: "Then let's go… you only bought what you like to eat."

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Elsewhere.

Song Yusui took a few steps to catch up with Jiang Liangjin, watching him pull open the car door about to get in, couldn't help but chuckle lowly: "Why the rush? Are a couple's few words of affection bothering your eyes?"

Jiang Liangjin pulled out a well-behaved smile: "If you haven't had enough, Brother Yusui, you can go back."

"... That's not necessary," Song Yusui sat down beside him, "Oh, right, where's the treasure person?"