When Lu Ran spoke, his eyes were fixed on Gu Minxing. He wore a devil-may-care expression, but a challenge glinted in his eyes—subtle, yet unmistakable. Gu Minxing’s icy gaze swept over Lu Ran’s face before settling on the hand resting on Lin Ruan’s shoulder. It lingered there for a beat too long, then moved away, utterly unfazed. He completely dismissed Lu Ran's provocation. She was just a woman.