"What identity?"
"Colleagues, superior and subordinate relationship."
Gu Zijun picked up his glass and made a crisp clink, "I prefer a bed partner."
Qiao Xiguan's mouth curved up, "Aren't you afraid your older brother will kill you?"
"To die beneath Du Danhua's peony, one would be a ghost still amorous," Gu Zijun said with a wicked smile.
"Maybe you have the charm to pull it off, it's worth a try!" Qiao Xiguan said nonchalantly.
Gu Zijun set down the wine glass and looked at her seriously, scrutinizing her intently, "I really doubt you are Qiao Xiguan."
"Many people have doubted that," Qiao Xiguan said with a smile.
"Are you?"
"If I say I am, will you believe me?"
"I don't think you are," Gu Zijun said, word by word.
Qiao Xiguan didn't explain further and lowered her head to eat her steak.
No matter how much they speculated or disbelieved, the fact was, even if the doubt reached a certainty, she still was Qiao Xiguan, and nobody could find any evidence to prove otherwise.
