Gu Yi'an's eyes shone brightly.
Her mood was lifted as well.
He said that no matter what she said, he would believe her!
Gu Yi'an felt as though she had received a get-out-of-jail-free card. With Tan Jincheng's words, her psychological burden lightened considerably.
It wasn't the time yet. She would tell him about Bo Yi when they got home that evening.
Gu Yi'an had already made up her mind.
"I'll tell you when we get home." Gu Yi'an looked at Tan Jincheng with a cheerful smile.
When she smiled, her eyes sparkled with a joy that almost overflowed.
Moreover, she rarely showed such a playful and naive expression, a wholehearted trust that made Tan Jincheng feel a sweet itch in his heart.
"Okay, we'll talk at home." Tan Jincheng's voice was lower than before, but his eyes were even brighter.
The framed oil painting was a bit heavy, but this weight was nothing to Tan Jincheng.
He lifted the painting and moved it outside.
"Hey, be careful."
