Xiaoze paused his steps, then looked back at him and said coldly, "None of your business!"
Calling him a kid? What an impolite person!
Gu Qingqian was choked up for a moment.
He picked up the teacup and took a sip, surprised to find the tea leaves were top-quality Jinjunmei Tea.
He frowned, glanced around, and suddenly realized the room's decor was exquisite everywhere.
While perhaps not the very best, it was certainly not something an ordinary person could afford.
It seemed this woman's family background was even richer than he had imagined.
For the first time, Gu Qingqian felt uncertain.
To him, women were always a pastime. No matter how reserved a beauty was, she would either be moved by his money or his looks, so it wasn't without reason that Gu Qingqian was overconfident from childhood.
But Mu Yiliang... she didn't seem like someone who had ever lacked money, and she was capable and confident enough; such women were the hardest to be corrupted by money.
