Guan Xiaoxue felt a tightening in her chest: "Ling Qian, it's not..."
It's not what it looks like, there really was a man in Xia Yinian's bed, why won't he believe her?
"Third Aunt, don't you think you're going too far?" Gu Lingqian was radiating a cold aura, forcing Guan Xiaoxue to subconsciously step back.
However, he pressed forward step by step until he had her cornered against the door: "Third Aunt, although you're my elder, I still hope you understand that my patience has its limits!"
"Ling Qian, I..."
"What's the matter?" Suddenly, a voice interrupted.
Guan Xiaoxue turned around and was jolted by the sight of Gu Beicheng's face, an inexplicable feeling washing over her.
It was as if... she had just seen him and heard this voice!
Just now... could it have been him... but no, that's impossible, how could it be him.
Everyone knows Seventh Young Master is cold and unapproachable, never allowing any woman to get close to him.
