Li Tingshen was stunned.
His blood seemed to begin to surge, a tingling sensation spreading from his lips, swiftly sweeping through his limbs and bones.
He could feel his own fervent heartbeat and the joy and elation that burst forth from the bottom of his heart.
But soon, he calmly pushed Gu Mian away.
"Gu Mian, don't do this..."
"Why?" Gu Mian asked. "Are you afraid of dragging me into this?"
"Don't you hate Gu Xingzhi very much? Why would you believe what he says?"
Li Tingshen was stopped in his tracks, "How do you know..."
"Yan Mu called me, he told me everything, and I also called Cheng Xu to clarify what he didn't know." Gu Mian raised her hand to cradle his face, "Aren't you an atheist? How could you be so silly as to pray and burn incense to Buddha?"
"It turns out, praying and burning incense does work."
"But you can't use other women to deceive me."
Li Tingshen suddenly realized, "Gu Mian, are you jealous?"
"..."
