He watched Zhuo Ya's retreating figure, his face turning dark and frightening as he returned to his car.
Gu Jin lifted his chin, lowered the car window, and looked at Zhuo Ya, who had already left, then at An Mo's unsightly face. Gu Jin asked in a cold tone, "Why such an ugly look, what did Zhuo Ya say to you?"
"Zhuo Ya seems to really hate me now,"
Song Zhe said, his face gloomy, speaking coldly to Gu Jin.
Gu Jin tugged at his lips, unable to help laughing, "Why would Zhuo Ya hate you so much."
"I used Zhuo Ya, she naturally detests me. She may look very fragile, but her personality is actually very stubborn."
"Gu Jin, now you also want to use Zhuo Ya. If she finds out, she will definitely hate you too."
A shadow fell over Gu Jin's eyes.
"It's because she likes me that she feels good about you, don't you understand?"
"So you're trying to tell me that Zhuo Ya loves you?"
Song Zhe looked at Gu Jin with disdain and jeered coldly.
