Yu Siqiao stared at her, her face flushed red as if she had mustered all her courage to speak those words, which were truly... nauseating.
The veins on Yu Siqiao’s forehead throbbed, and in a place where Gu Wenjuan couldn’t see, his fist clenched tightly.
Gu Wenjuan seed reckless, "She has always been envious of because you support and help only because you really, really like . That’s why you do it."
Yu Siqiao: "..."
mories that had been suppressed for a long ti seed to be evoked in that instant.
Mo Shu had indeed been eaten up by jealousy about this several tis.
She had thrown several tantrums, big and small, and in the end, she even sent Gu Wenjuan over.
So, Gu Wenjuan knew too?
Gu Wenjuan’s heart was about to leap out of her chest.
For the first ti, she felt she had such courage!
To dare to say these words in front of a man.
Such a bare confession was sothing Gu Wenjuan had never had in her entire life of more than twenty years.
Gu Wenjuan already felt too scared to look at him, saying, "She has always really liked you, loved you, but she knew you always hated her. So, she approached , asked to get close to you, to speak well of her. I...I... have been speaking well of her because she was good to , but I really can’t bear it anymore, Young Master Yu. She’s always been deceiving you, her child doesn’t actually exist. I heard you were planning to marry her because of the child, I really can’t stand it..."
Suddenly, a crisp sound.
The sound of a glass breaking.
Liquid splashed onto her feet and hands.
Gu Wenjuan was startled and imdiately opened her eyes, only to find a cup smashed by her foot.
A coffee cup shattered, the dark brown liquid splattered all over the floor.
Gu Wenjuan panicked inside, "Young Master Yu..."
Yu Siqiao’s eyes were full of disgust, that coldness was extre, making Gu Wenjuan shiver.
Gu Wenjuan was shocked for a mont.
It was the first ti she had seen such a look in Yu Siqiao’s eyes.
Weren’t those eyes always directed at Princess Mo before?
Gu Wenjuan was at a loss for a mont.
Yu Siqiao’s voice was as cold as frost as he said, "How could Mo Shu like a dog like you?"
Gu Wenjuan’s body trembled, "I..."
Yu Siqiao looked at her coldly, "You think I support and help you because I like you?"
Gu Wenjuan imdiately felt extrely embarrassed.
Her face turned even redder, almost bleeding.
"Isn’t it? You... have helped over and over, saving from dire straits, appearing in my world like a deity, isn’t it because..."
Yu Siqiao laughed, as if he heard a joke, "Ridiculous."
The color drained dramatically from Gu Wenjuan’s face.
"You don’t rember , do you," Yu Siqiao said coldly. "When I was young, I stayed at your house for a few days."
Gu Wenjuan was slightly stunned, "You... you are..."
The past suddenly surfaced in her mind.
When she was young, her mom went out to gather herbs, and when she returned, she brought back a little boy.
Back then, Gu Wenjuan really liked that little "brother."
He was handso, white, and polite. Her mom said that the clothes he wore were worth more than her two months’ salary.
Could it be that the exquisitely beautiful little "brother," who was always quiet and indifferent, the aloof little prince, was... Yu Siqiao?
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