Gu Chenxiao's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist involuntarily.
Shabby shoes.
Indeed, a fitting adjective.
Song Ci said, "Especially, she loves to snatch things from others the most, she treats all this as a game, she only has a desire to win, no sincerity."
"There's one thing, I hope Miss Song understands," Gu Chenxiao suddenly spoke up.
Song Ci looked at him curiously, a faint sense of anticipation in her heart, waiting for what he would say next.
Gu Chenxiao finally looked directly at her, his gaze as indifferent as frost.
He said, "Not being able to snatch something from someone else, means you're not capable enough."
...
Qin Wang caught up with Song Yan outside the door, forcefully grabbed her, his expression somber, "Song Yan, did you come here yourself because you don't trust me?"
He didn't understand what she really meant.
Deliberately spending an extra ten million, was it just because she was willing?
