"Don't look at me like that, okay? Don't talk to me with that smile, okay?"
Su Mobai shook his head.
"I hate it so much that I don't know, I really don't know, so can you tell me? Can you remind me?"
Gu Jinnian frowned slightly, then relaxed.
He spoke slowly in a calm tone.
"Don't think that I don't know much about what you do outside, and you shouldn't question my ability. I know very well what you do outside."
One sentence made Su Mo's face turn pale as death.
Is he reminding her?
Did he know everything about her and Zuo Yeze? He was blaming him for not telling him about it.
She had no intention of hiding it, but she just didn't know how to speak.
Did he misunderstand this time?
Su Mobai raised his eyes and met Gu Jinnian's eyes firmly.
"Jin, listen to me, okay? If you are referring to Zuo Yeze, then can you give me a chance to explain."
Gu Jinnian walked around Su Mobai without leaving a trace and walked towards the hall.
Obviously he didn't want to waste time listening to her so-called explanation.
Gu Jinnian thought, I have been given too many opportunities. Now, you want to say something, but I don't want to hear it.
It's too late.
Su Mobai stood there, hesitated for a long time, and then walked towards Gu Jinnian, sat beside him, and looked at him with burning eyes.
"Gu Jinnian, please don't be like this, okay?"
Gu Jinnian calmly turned on the TV and randomly selected a channel. He was not in the mood to watch TV, so he quickly turned off the TV and then turned around and went up to the third floor.
Su Mobai frowned. Was it because she was next to him that he chose to go to the third floor?
Su Mobai smiled bitterly, not knowing what to do at this time?
Follow in his footsteps? A shameless explanation?
Or pretend to be arrogant and see who can have the last laugh.
But compared to Gu Jinnian, only an idiot would choose the latter.
The level of tolerance Gu Jinnian can tolerate is really high.
Gu Jinnian walked elegantly to his study room step by step, opened the door, and smelled the faint smell of printing.
Maybe it has been dusty for a long time.
It has been a long, long time since he came in to enjoy some quiet time.
His hand touched the bookshelf, and it was spotless. It seemed that Mrs. Wang and Lan Lan were cleaning it frequently.
He sat on the armchair and picked up the book he had read before on the table.