Thinking about what Zhang Siming said to Bai Yiyi that night, Gu Kai's gaze darkened again. His eyes briefly swept across her arm, his tone cooled slightly, "I can lip-read."
"So that's how it is," Bai Yiyi finally understood.
She had thought about it; how could he have possibly heard what Zhang Siming said?
"In the end, did you agree to his request?"
Gu Kai asked a rather silly question, and Bai Yiyi's mouth twitched slightly, "I don't want to ruin him."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Zhang Siming could train for another thousand years and still wouldn't deserve you. How would you ruining him even be possible?" Gu Kai protested indignantly.
Even if Bai Yiyi's parents were his enemies, in his eyes, the woman standing before him was still extraordinary. To him, no man other than Gu Kai himself was worthy of her.
