Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
What Gu Yusheng said surprised Qin Zhi’ai. She stared, her eyes wide open, at Gu Yusheng.
Gu Yusheng had lost control of his heartbeat, thump, thump, thump. It pumped faster and faster without any sign of slowing down as she opened her eyes wider.
Such a strange reaction made Gu Yusheng a little panicked. He tried his best to look as calm and distant as possible. However, he could clearly feel his posed calmness start to collapse under her gaze. Gu Yusheng felt seized by fear.
He seemed possessed and became a little crazy whenever he looked her in the eye. What the f*ck!
There was something wrong with her, too. Her eyes were big already. Why did she stare with them wide open. Who was she trying to captivate?
Gu Yusheng didn’t know how to respond to the situation and started to become mad instinctively. He cursed at Qin Zhi’ai without a second thought, “Stop f*cking looking at me!”
He had asked her nicely to go to the party together a second ago. Why had he gotten mad the next second? Gu Yusheng must have been out of his mind. It was a big contrast. Qin Zhi’ai couldn’t follow his mood swings. She was shocked by his yelling and blinked.
She didn’t quite understand the situation and kept an innocent look on her face.
She looked so attractive. It was especially true when she blinked.
Gu Yusheng gasped from her beauty. He had all this anger, but couldn’t let it out.
He looked around and saw his shirt on the wooden hanger next to the door. He stepped out without any hesitation to pull the shirt off, hard. He stepped forward, tossing it on her head. The shirt fully covered her face.
Qin Zhi’ai unconsciously raised her hand and tried to take off the shirt. As soon as her fingers touched the shirt, Gu Yusheng said in a serious tone, “Don’t move.”
Qin Zhi’ai stopped her hands.
Without seeing her beautiful eyes, Gu Yusheng seemed to have more control and rationality. He immediately ordered her, “Xiaowang will come to pick you up at the house next Monday at six.”
Gu Yusheng thought about it and added, “It’s not me who wants you to come. Grandpa asked me to take you to the party.”
If grandpa had asked him to take her to a party, she wondered if he thought she had planned this just to be around him again.
Qin Zhi’ai defended herself subconsciously, “I didn’t tell grandpa that I wanted to go to the party with you. I might have an appointment next Monday anyway. How about I talk to grandpa—”
That was funny. Gu Yusheng had made up the whole party. Grandpa had never asked him to do that, and he knew there wouldn’t be a party next Monday. His lie would be found out if she went to talk to grandpa.
Gu Yusheng slightly frowned and interrupted Qin Zhi’ai, saying, “What are you talking about? Are you going to tell grandpa I’m threatening you not to come with me and ask him to scold me again?”