He already knew that she had blacklisted him. Could it be that... he had sent her a wechat message last night? Otherwise, how would he know?
Xia Xiaodie lowered her butterfly-like wings and allowed her soft little hand to be wrapped in his palm. The two of them went upstairs.
On the 18th floor, Gu Yilin stopped at the door of a presidential suite. He turned to look at Xia Xiaodie. “Go in.”
This was her room?
Xia Xiaodie’s dark almond-shaped eyes looked at him. “You...”
She wanted to say something but hesitated.
Gu Yilin curled his thin lips in amusement. “We... share a room.”
What?
Xia Xiaodie’s almond-shaped eyes shrank and she wanted to say something.
Gu Yilin stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and casually added, “Just believe whatever I say. Idiot, I’m just fooling you.”
”...”
Xia Xiaodie was speechless.
