Gu Xi's hands clenched tightly all of a sudden.
Now that she had finally obtained the thing she had longed for in her dreams, how could she tolerate the slightest possibility of someone snatching it away from her? A glint of murderous intent flashed in the depths of her eyes, but by the time Xiao Yihe looked over, it had already turned into calmness.
"Yihe, what's wrong with Miss An?"
Gu Xi tried hard to shape herself into an image of understanding and attentiveness.
She knew she must not show any signs of jealousy, or else Xiao Yihe might very well turn against her. More than once, she had hinted broadly or explicitly that Xiao Yihe should acknowledge her identity online, but he had always played dumb. His attitude made Gu Xi uneasy.
Even though it was she who had put herself at his disposal.
