Sheng Qianchi let out a cold laugh.
He actually believed that Gu Jiayin didn't know the man, because that night, her eyes were clearly unfamiliar, but that man was willing to die for her.
What does it mean when a man is willing to die for a woman?
In the darkness, Sheng Qianchi's eyes deepened, like an ancient, deep well.
That man, he must find him.
For any man who might fight him for Gu Jiayin, he had to maintain strict control, or get rid of them. He despised anyone who dared to compete with him for Gu Jiayin.
Suppressing his emotions, he asked nonchalantly, "Are you very grateful to him?"
"Shouldn't I be?"
"Want to find him?"
"Naturally."
"I dare you to try and find him!" These words were forced out from deep within the man's throat.
Gu Jiayin was speechless, "Sheng Qianchi, do you know you're a pervert?"
The man chuckled lowly, "Don't you have a fresher word to curse at me?"
"Sheng Qianchi."
"Hmm?"
"You're a maniac."
