Could someone have found out that the account belonged to Gu Nianshen?
There was a strong feeling of awkwardness in the air.
"If you can find the clothes you threw away and wear them in front of Lin Yiqian, perhaps she might forgive you." Song Changlin sent yet another message.
Gu Nianshen's gaze returned to his phone. After reading the message, his heart sank. Although he could vaguely figure out the answer in his mind, he lacked the imagination to piece everything together. "What do you mean?" Gu Nianshen wrote to Song Changlin in a hurry.
"Nianshen, you're so smart. You should understand what I have said." Song Changlin replied.
He even added a smiley emoticon at the end of the sentence.
Did Lin Yiqian buy those clothes for him?
'Damn!'
When Gu Nianshen realized what Song Changlin meant, he stood up so fast that the chair toppled over behind him.
