I can't bring myself to speak ill of my savior.
Even though he really does have a bit of a temper.
Huo Qi shook his head, smiling amicably, "No, he's not, are you his friends?"
He recognized Jessica, but had no intention of climbing the social ladder, as they were not from the same class; trying to force his way into their circle would only make a fool of himself.
Davis smiled slyly, "Handsome, were you the one who slept with our Ao Chen last night?"
This frivolous demeanor really annoyed Huo Qi; he stepped back, maintaining his smile, "Sir, I don't understand what you mean, but I slept in that gentleman's guest room last night."
"Really, here we were thinking you slept with Ao Chen."
Allan appeared disappointed; he found that while foreigners speak more directly, Huo Qi felt they were extremely impolite, his brows furrowed tightly, "Then I'll be leaving now, your friend is at home."
"Buddy, wait a moment."
