He seemed to have guessed what Xia Yangyang was thinking.
Gu Qichen said innocently, "It's useless for you to look at me like that. This isn't my fault. I didn't expect her to knock on my door in the middle of the night either."
Xia Yangyang spoke up, "Then whose fault is it, if not yours? Why didn't she knock on He Qiming's door or Si Yushu's door, or even Tang Rufeng's door? Why did she only come knocking on yours?"
"I really don't have a comeback for that. I suppose my charm must be greater than everyone else's."
Xia Yangyang: "..."
Gu Qichen, however, slowly moved closer: "The way you're acting now is quite reminiscent of how Mrs. Gu used to be. To be honest, I kind of miss it."
Gu Qichen approached her with a glass of water in hand.
Xia Yangyang instinctively retreated.
But the wall was right behind her, leaving her with nowhere else to go.
Gu Qichen cornered Xia Yangyang against the wall.
One hand propped against the wall.
