"Gu Qingye? Why? I think he's a pretty good person." Feng Qing was puzzled.
Upon hearing this, Xie Jiuhan's expression darkened. The weight on Feng Qing increased slightly. In that instant, Feng Qing felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her, and she could not dodge it. She could only softly cry out.
"Remember, apart from me, never let me hear you praise any other man," Xie Jiuhan ordered.
He was already unhappy with Gu Qingye, so how could he tolerate Feng Qing praising Gu Qingye in front of him? Most importantly, he had always been angry that Gu Qingye could hire the Healer but not him.
"Jiu Jiu, Xie Qi just told me that you went to the Gu family today to get the Healer to heal my eyes, but the Healer seemed to have rejected you.
"What I want to say is that since he's unwilling, let's forget about this matter. With you as my eyes, that's enough," Feng Qing said, her fingers gently sliding across Xie Jiuhan's body.
