Gu Yilin could tell at once that her eyes were too... vicious.
Fu Xiyao quickly raised her hand to cover her little face. It was over. Her face was red and she wanted to burrow into the ground.
“Brother Yilin, don’t laugh at me. Who is the woman in Your Car? Are you really not going to tell me?”Fu Xiyao asked with a smile.
In fact, Fu Xiyao was really curious about who the woman in Gu Yilin’s car was. Gu Yilin’s father was Gu Mohan, and his grandfather was Lu Jinwen. He had been brought out to play by two generations of business bigwigs ever since he was young, lu Jinwen had spent the last moments of his life talking to Gu Yilin. Therefore, Gu Yilin was either deeply in love with him or so cold that no one could enter his heart.
Perhaps, this was also what Mo'er’s mother was worried about.
Gu Yilin took off the black leather gloves in his hands and handed them to the maid. Then, he looked at Fu Xiyao’s gossipy little face and curled his thin lips. “You’ll know when I tell you.”
