Exiting from the Gu Family's ancestral mansion, Gu Shaoting intended to drive Tong Fei back home.
At Tong Fei's doorstep, she looked at Gu Shaoting with a hint of shyness and extended an invitation, "Shaoting, it's still early. Would you like to come up for a cup of coffee?"
Her gaze carried anticipation, and her coy demeanor was quite alluring.
Gu Shaoting pursed his lips and replied with a gentle refusal, "I'm a bit tired tonight. Let's do it another time. You have an early flight tomorrow. You should rest."
"Okay, then. Please drive safely," Tong Fei responded with disappointment. She was genuinely finding it more and more difficult to understand Gu Shaoting. Over the years, she had put in a lot of effort to get close to him, and sometimes, no matter how obvious she made her intentions, he seemed uninterested. Occasionally, she couldn't help but question her own charm, but the number of people pursuing her was evidence that the issue lay with Gu Shaoting.
