Jiang Yuan bit her lip. She had a feeling that he was attacking her.
If Gu Xichao could hear Jiang Yuan's inner thoughts, he would probably say to her unhesitatingly to have faith and remove the words "had a feeling" from the sentence.
There was again a moment of silence in the room. However, Jiang Yuan wasn't going to stop.
She suddenly extended two of her slender fingers and pulled at Gu Xichao's sleeves.
The man looked at her from the side questioningly, his expression was slightly cold.
Jiang Yuan cleared her throat and then gave Gu Xichao a gentle, quiet smile. It was as if they were strangers.
However, they were strangers, weren't they?
"Can I ask you a question?"
Gu Xichao had a feeling that she wouldn't say anything good, but he still nodded and said, "Ask away."
Jiang Yuan asked him in a whisper, "Are you @#@%￥#@..."
Gu Xichao was confused.
He really didn't hear that clearly.
