sure I've never seen her before, and I don't know who she is. Whoever she is, someone must have arranged for her to sneak into her room.At this point, Lin Jin's face darkened. He questioned, "What are...Only you know about this.

Gu Nanci watched Su Han disappear, feeling confused for a moment about what was wrong with the girl today.

It was obvious she was avoiding him. Gu Nanci looked back at what had happened earlier and last night, he didn't seem to have done anything to upset her.

Unable to fathom the reason, Gu Nanci refrained from asking. He surmised that even if he inquired, this girl wouldn't divulge it. He decided to simply wait for her to figure things out on her own.

He walked into the kitchen and made a cup of coffee with the coffee machine.

Su Han, who had run upstairs and returned to her room, leaned against the door with her chest heaving, hands covering her flushed cheeks. She wondered to herself what was wrong with her.

It's all a dream, why is she still so bothered She really can't control her emotions.

Gu Nanci must have noticed something was different about her, if he thought about this aspect.

"Ahhhh!" Su Han clapped her hands over her face, hitting her head repeatedly. "Don't think about it, don't think about it! He definitely wouldn't think of it, couldn't have thought of it."

Su Han hurried into the bathroom and took another cold shower. The heat on his face finally subsided.

Standing in front of the mirror, Su Han stared at herself, taking a deep breath and saying, "Su Han, only you know about this. Just act normal, it's fine. It's okay, Gu Nanci won't know about your dream. Come on."

Finally, she clenched her fist and gave herself a pep talk.

After putting on her casual clothes again, Su Han walked out of the bathroom. She straightened her chest and left the bedroom, heading downstairs.

She walked all the way to the stairs, Su Han's earlier bravado had diminished somewhat. She cocked her ear, listening carefully to see if Gu Nan Ci was still downstairs. After a while, she heard nothing.

"Could he have left" Su Han muttered to himself in disbelief.

Just as I was thinking, a low voice came from behind me, "What are you doing"

Suddenly, Su Han turned around and looked in astonishment at Gu Nanci, who was wearing a well-tailored suit, walking out of the bedroom and standing in the corridor looking at him.

She stared in astonishment, stretching out a finger to point at Gu Nanci, then down at the floor below, her voice growing fainter with each word, “You, you... how are you here, not downstairs...”

"Is there anything wrong" Gu Nanci closed the bedroom door and walked towards her step by step.

As Gu Nanci approached, Su Han's heart, which had just returned to calm, became increasingly tense. She unconsciously shifted her steps, retreating backward.

She shook her head, denying it. "No, nothing." She lowered her gaze, not daring to look at Gu Nanci, fearing that the lingering dream of last night's intimacy would resurface.

Soon, the midfielder bumped into the stairs on the second floor, she had nowhere left to retreat.

Gu Nanci's figure walked to her face. She didn't want to ask, but seeing Su Han dodge her gaze, the doubts in her heart deepened, and she blurted out, "What's wrong with you today Are you sick"

The man's oppressive aura, mingled with a faint musky scent, once again unsettled Su Han's heart. She didn't know what to do, hurriedly shook her head in denial, her heart racing out of control. "I don't, I'm fine."

Gu Nanci naturally didn't believe Su Han's words. His gaze looked at Su Han's gradually reddening cheeks, raised his head, and pressed against her forehead.

This single action made Su Han recoil like a startled deer. She quickly swatted away Gu Nanci's hand and took a step back, trying to avoid his touch.

As he stepped back, his foot slipped on the stairs. He lost his balance and fell backward uncontrollably.

"Ah!" Su Han was startled, her eyes widening as she reached out to grab something.

At the crucial moment, Gu Nanci shouted in a low voice, "Be careful!" few red bills, handing them to Bo Ye. “Take this money and buy him some medicine. They’re just superficial wounds, nothing serious.” 。"Humph!" Boye snorted coldly, turning his head to look at Zhang T...