Gu Qili did not immediately realize who "second Mu" was, but soon asked with about seventy to eighty percent certainty, "Is second Mu, Mu Shuoqian?"
Nan Zhan laughed again without giving an answer, casually opening the car door for her to get in: "I'll take you home."
Gu Qili thanked him again, her expression somewhat fleeting.
When she mentioned the name Mu Shuoqian, she was not surprised at all, as if she had firmly believed that he would come to pick her up, though not in person.
For this certainty, she felt she was being somewhat shameless. Why should she?
The changes in her expressions did not escape Nan Zhan's eyes as he glanced at the rearview mirror, his enunciation clear and smooth, his Mandarin sounding even more pleasing coming from him.
"Your name is Gu Qili?"
"Yes, you've been looking at me, do you recognize me?" He even said 'so that's how it is', as if he had seen her before.
