Zhou Bingzhu ultimately entered Gu Shengyin's room.
Because Gu Shengyin felt that if she didn't voluntarily let him in, the door might not hold up in the next moment.
Zhou Bingzhu glanced around the room—good—even though she's left the Capital City, left him, Jiang Lan still won't let herself down.
Out of politeness, Gu Shengyin poured a cup of warm water for Zhou Bingzhu with a clean glass: "Why has the Second Young Master Zhou suddenly come here?"
Zhou Bingzhu was filled with emotions with no idea how to vent them.
Seeing Gu Shengyin's indifferent demeanor, as if everything had nothing to do with her, Zhou Bingzhu felt a surge of nameless anger in his heart.
She was always like this, stirring his emotions into a chaotic mess before leaving without a trace of reluctance.
Leaving him alone, deeply mired in it.
He suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Not suddenly, Jiang Lan, I've been looking for you for two whole years."
