Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Gu Yusheng continuously called Qin Jiayan a gigolo, which made Qin Zhi’ai uncomfortable. She frowned and couldn’t help but defend Qin Jiayan. “He’s not a gigolo. He’s not my toy boy either. It’s not what you think. He…”

After saying these words, Qin Zhi’ai suddenly realized that at that time, she was Liang Doukou. She couldn’t tell him that Qin Jiayan was her brother.

She stopped and thought for a while. Then, she came up with another explanation, “He’s just my friend!”

A friend? Friends can be so intimate? Does she think I’m a fool?

To Gu Yusheng, those words seemed to be Qin Zhi’ai’s protection of that man. The anger that he had tried to control suddenly increased.

He knew that at that time, his anger had reached the highest level. He was afraid that he would become irrational if he vented his anger. Therefore, he tried to control it. He had never tried so hard before to control his temper. Finally, he avoided her and turned around to look at something else. After a while, he managed to calm down and walked to the long table, reached out, and picked up the necklaces one by one to examine them.

Qin Zhi’ai was unable to figure out what Gu Yusheng’s behavior meant, just as she couldn’t understand why he had done those things after seeing her with Qin Jiayan.

He didn’t like Liang Doukou at all, but all his reactions pointed to jealousy…

From his words, she could be sure that he hadn’t monitored her, so there were two possibilities. One was that someone had told him that she was with another man. The other was that he had happened to see them.

He seldom goes out for dinner. Maybe he’s not jealous, but he feels like he’s losing face in front of his friends after seeing me with Jiayan. Now, he’s punishing me…

Suddenly, Qin Zhi’ai felt a little regret that in order to save time and meet Jiayan as quickly as possible, she hadn’t changed to her own appearance.

As Qin Zhi’ai, it was easy to be honest, but as Liang Doukou, it was hard to explain.

However, no matter how hard it was, she would explain.

“He’s an important friend to me, only a friend. We’re not having an illicit affair…”

Upon hearing that, Gu Yusheng, who was holding a pearl necklace, paused for a second, then seemed to hear nothing and put down the necklace, picking up another diamond one.

“Meeting him was just a gathering with a friend. And a few days ago, it happened to be my birthday, so he gave me a birthday gift… There is no love affair with him…”

He and me, he and me. In so simple a sentence, how many times has she said “me and him”?

I just wanted to select a necklace for her. I’ll let her off if she wears the necklace I select. I can let her off, but why does she keep saying “he and me”?

Holding the diamond necklace, Gu Yusheng’s fingers trembled slightly. When she mentioned “he and me” the third time, he couldn’t help throwing the diamond necklace onto the ground. Then he turned to Qin Zhi’ai and shouted at her, “Shut up! I don’t want to know anything about you and him!”