"What's wrong?" Sensing the change in the mood of the person beside him, Gu Nianchen asked in a low voice.
"No...it's nothing." Cen Zhiqiao shook his head, cursing himself that he had never seen the world and there were no strange people there. He was just nervous because he had never attended such a big gathering.
She said: "I feel a little uncomfortable and I want to get some air."
Gu Nianchen nodded: "There is an open-air flower hall at the side door. I will accompany you to have a rest."
"No need, I can just go there myself. You are the mayor, and there will definitely be many people to socialize with later." Cen Zhiqiao said with a smile.
"But you are alone..." Gu Nianchen was a little worried.
"I'm not a child, don't worry, I'll just go and sit for a while."
At this moment, someone came over to greet him with a cup. Seeing that he couldn't move away, Gu Nianchen had no choice but to pinch Cen Zhiqiao's cheek: "Just for a moment, I will come find you later."
Cen Zhiqiao nodded hurriedly, quietly left the hall, and followed the direction Gu Nianchen said. Sure enough, outside the velvet curtain of the side door was an open-air flower hall.
At this time, everyone gathered in the hall. There was no one here. It was extremely quiet. Because it was open-air, the wind blew by in waves. When you raised your head, you even felt a little closer to the sky.
She raised her head, resting her toes on the railing, letting the breeze blow on her face, lifting her long hair and dancing wildly, which made her feel indescribably comfortable.
"It's so lively inside, but you sneaked out. Could it be that there is something good in this flower hall?" A pleasant male voice suddenly sounded from behind, and it seemed to have a hint of joking in it. It reached Cen Zhiqiao's ears, and she was stunned for a moment.
"Who?" Turning around suddenly, he met a pair of playful eyes, which were fixed on her. Cen Zhiqiao glanced at her for a moment, and his heart jumped suddenly, and the uneasy feeling just now came back.
Subconsciously taking two steps back, she held onto the railing tightly, but her voice suddenly stiffened: "Who are you?"
The man's sharp eyes were still fixed on Cen Zhiqiao, and even at the moment when her face changed slightly, he smiled wantonly: "It doesn't matter who I am, as long as I recognize you as Gu Nianchen's woman, it's enough."
It was obviously a smile, but it gave people a chilling feeling, which was completely different from Gu Nianchen's coldness.
Cen Zhiqiao gathered his clothes and stared at him without saying a word.