Gu Zhitong joked, "Do you think you're the most handsome man in the world?"
"That's a fact."
Mo Ziye's serious demeanor made Wen Ziyang and Zhang Minghui, the two men on the other sofa, twitch at the corners of their mouths.
Gu Zhitong teased, "Ziyang, Brother Little Hui, don't you have anything to say?"
"I'm still a baby."
Wen Ziyang spoke first.
Zhang Minghui said slowly, "I'm not that narcissistic."
"..."
Gu Zhitong glared at them, one by one, and turned back, not intending to let Mo Ziye off, "Tang Jinchen and Ye Zhan rely on talent, not looks."
She turned her smiling eyes towards Qingqing, "I heard that man named Ye Zhan is after you, Qingqing. With the status of the Ye Family coupled with Ye Zhan's capability, you ought to be worrying about yourself."
Mo Ziye snorted disdainfully.
"If you think he's good, you should marry him."
Qingqing belongs to him.
No relation to the Ye Family, and the Ye Family can stop coveting what's his.
"Flustered from shame."
