"She's my girlfriend."
Fang Shaohan said with a smile, his gaze tenderly watching Gu Xiaoqing disappear behind the gate, not knowing if Gu Xiaoqing heard.
Jiang Limin stiffened, gripping her purse tightly with disbelief. "Brother Fang, she's your girlfriend?"
How could it be?
Impossible.
Fang Shaohan turned back, calmly looking at Jiang Limin. "She's my girlfriend. The woman I want to spend the rest of my life with."
Jiang Limin's subtle thoughts were no mystery to him, but he never clarified it, because she never explicitly said anything to him. Why hurt a girl unnecessarily?
Who hasn't had unrequited love?
But now, Jiang Limin's intentions were clear to Fang Shaohan. She just wanted Gu Xiaoqing to misunderstand their relationship.
This was different. When his feelings were threatened, Fang Shaohan wouldn't tolerate it. This is the cold Fang Shaohan, the robot-like self-controlled Fang Shaohan.
