Xiao Yu stopped in his tracks and snorted. "I never take back a gift I've given. If you don't want it, just throw it away."
Gu Fei said helplessly, "Young Master Heir, one shouldn't be rewarded without merit. I'm always on the receiving end of your generosity, and it feels... it feels like I'm taking advantage of you."
Xiao Yu looked deeply at Gu Fei. "Then take advantage of me all you want. I'm willing."
She hadn't expected him to say something so sudden. Her heart skipped a beat, and she didn't dare to ponder the meaning behind his words. Instead, her cheeks flushed a faint red, and she flusteredly avoided his gaze.
Xiao Yu's gaze lingered on her flushed cheeks before moving down to her slender neck, which had also turned a faint, pinkish hue against her fair skin. His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. He leaned forward, then abruptly pulled back, clenched his fists, and strode quickly out the door.
