Did he really think I wasn't hit because of him? How about that night? Qin Zhi'ai thought to herself.
Anger appeared in Gu Yusheng's eyes. "What b*stard bothered you?"
Gu Yusheng asked that question out of nowhere, reminding Qin Zhi'ai that he had given her a fake number. Qin Zhi'ai couldn't help feeling a little sad when she heard what he asked next.
The b*stard who had bothered her was actually him. How could he have cursed himself with his teeth clenched? Qin Zhi'ai glanced at Gu Yusheng in confusion. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was afraid she couldn't hold her laughter in front of Gu Yusheng, so she immediately lowered her head and shut her mouth.
