"Who can guess what's on a girl's mind? I advise you not to guess," Bei Cong advised.
Gu Ming looked bitter. "No, Brother Cong, she ignored me and even wanted to break up with me. I'm so worried. Help me think of a way!"
Bei Cong looked like he expected better from someone. "Look at you. You're embarrassing our Old Master!"
"I don't care! Anyway, you don't mind me losing face!" Gu Ming simply gave up.
"I don't like it!" Bei Cong glared at him.
Gu Ming panted heavily. After a long time, he softened his tone. "Brother Cong, Bei Le is your sister! If you don't help me, no one can help me."
Bei Cong gave a half-smile. "Sigh, you also said that Bei Le is my sister. Shouldn't I be helping my sister? Why should I think of a way for you?"
