"Why should I help you?" Gu Xiaoxi snorted coldly, her eyes brimming with defiance.
He had come to her room on his own, did the deed, and left.
As long as it involved anything serious about Bai Yaxuan, she would never help him.
Even though she was only Bai Yaxuan's wife in name, they had taken vows before billions of countrymen and sworn to God.
Most importantly, he was very good to her.
Even if she didn't like him, she would never conspire with outsiders to make trouble for him.
Quan Shaoqing felt a hitch in his chest, sensing that she had always been wary of him.
Perhaps from the moment he handed Gu Xiaoxi over to Bai Yaxuan, their fates were sealed to be forever apart.
Suddenly, he broke into a devilish grin, "You don't have to help me! I'll just ask him myself and take the opportunity to tell him about us sharing a bed. I wonder, how would the gentleman react to that news, would he be very upset?"
