Stealing Your Heart

That’s actually… quite touching? He really cares about me as a friend.

Zong Yanxi suddenly lowered her head and gave a self-deprecating laugh at the thought of the friends that she had made in the past.

“Are you mad?” Gu Xian asked, wondering what was up with her.

“I’m not. Why would I be?” Zong Yanxi lifted her head, and seeing that he was still half-naked, she quickly looked away. “Hurry up and put on your clothes. Breakfast will be delivered soon. You look-”

“How do I look?” Gu Xian cut in. “I look way better than those celebrities you see on TV. All that glitters is not gold. Who knows what lies beneath their clothes are just bones. I mean, look at me! Look at how muscular I am.”

Hearing that, Zong Yanxi shot up to her feet impatiently. “Are you gonna change or not? Otherwise, I’m gonna use the bathroom.”

What’s with that attitude? Am I really that ugly?

With that thought in mind, Gu Xian looked down and examined himself. No, I’m not.

“You can save your muscular body for your future girlfriend to enjoy, all right?” Zong Yanxi pushed him away. “Now, put it away.”

“I should actually put it away, lest anyone fall in love with it. I don’t like to be wooed,” Gu Xian laughed conceitedly and entered the room.

Can he be any more conceited? Even Uncle Guan is not as conceited as he is. To think of it, is he really Uncle Guan’s son?

“Yanxi.” Gu Xian suddenly opened the door again and poked his head out. “I really can’t put on my clothes from yesterday. They reeked of alcohol.”

“What do you mean?” Zong Yanxi folded her arms across her chest.

“Hehe, buy me some clothes, will you? And get me a pair of underwear while you’re there,” Gu Xian chuckled.

him. “Stay naked then. I have clothes, anyway. I’m going

we friends? Why are you

get myself

he

Xian had no other choice but to put on his old clothes from

they packed up, breakfast

was drawn back, brightening up the room, and the window

a conversation as they had

“No.”

“How lame.”

have a favorite female celebrity then?”

“Of course.”

“Who is it?”

“I’m not telling you.”

and snorted, “It’s not

a piece of baked cheesy potato on her

Zong Yanxi clipped it up and sent it straight into

the outside and soft on the inside, and the cheese goes

Jiang Mohan left the hotel,

it wasn’t the peak hour, there weren’t many cars on the road, and that allowed him to arrive at his office in no time. Upon reaching, the first thing he did was instruct his secretary to arrange a meeting with

what was wrong with him, but it was as though he could only forget

be told, he

woman other than Zong

he had once hated and resented her, he never

as