A tinge of annoyance arose in his eyes, but when he thought of last night's events, he forcefully suppressed the rising irritation and once again spoke with a reluctant, cold tone, "Regardless, I still want to thank you for last night." After a pause, he added, "If there's anything you want, just say it. If I have it, I can give it to you."
"I don't need it," Gu Zhiqi replied lazily and indifferently.
Hearing this, Gu Chengan took a deep breath and continued, "I don't like owing others."
"Oh, then take a knife and slit your own throat," Gu Zhiqi said, raising his eyelids slightly. His expression was frivolous and languid, his deep and vague eyes tinged with a playful air as his mocking gaze landed on Gu Chengan, "That way, you won't owe me anymore."
Gu Chengan "..."
"It's just as well; I never intended to save you," Gu Zhiqi said as he lazily readjusted his gaze and continued to play with his phone.
Gu Chengan "..."
"Pfft"
