Gu Xiyao slightly furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head, saying, "Don't keep saying things like this to end the engagement. He is my Little Uncle. How could I have such thoughts?"
"Really?" Ning Zesheng snorted coldly, "When I came to find you last night, you should have just come out of the shower and the air conditioning at home had just been turned off, right?"
Gu Xiyao's face changed, losing all color.
"You were only having a sore throat, but because you didn't want to save Tongtong, you aggravated your illness and ended up with a full-blown fever." He said directly and decisively.
Gu Xiyao didn't know where to look with her eyes.
