Fu Yubai had been holding back.
Guo Zhenting spent the entire evening bringing up the topic of the international class, never mentioning Bai Xiaoyin by name, yet traces of her were everywhere.
When only the two of them were left, Fu Yubai said angrily, "Old Guo, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Don't think I don't know what's on your mind. You like Bai Xiaoyin. Anyway, you're divorced now. Go chase her yourself! I think you're obsessed."
When Fu Yubai poked through the thin veil of pretense, Guo Zhenting's eyes reddened.
"My feelings for Bai Xiaoyin aren't like that. Haven't you seen her current state? She's too pitiful. I just want to give her a hand. After all, the few of us used to have such a great relationship."
