Qin Yao turned his head away and gripped his hands tightly.
Gu Xiaorou shook her head in dismay, "Xiaoqiao, you've misunderstood, it's not what you think! I always thought you knew, I can't believe you would think of me like that!"
Gong Xiaoqiao threw down the clothes in her hand and stood in front of her, "Misunderstood? Fine, then tell me, how have I misunderstood you?"
"Stop talking," Gu Hangshen said coldly.
"Let her speak! Why not let her speak? Isn't it said that I misunderstood her? Isn't it nice to clear things up now? I really want to hear what she has to say!"
Gu Xiaorou glanced at Qin Yao, "Xiaoqiao, actually, Qin Yao and I liked each other from the beginning..."
Gu Xiaorou had barely spoken her first sentence when Gong Xiaoqiao clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails dug into her palms.
Qin Yao still couldn't face her and merely looked out the window, his complexion pale.
