Lately, Mu Xiaoyao had been around Baili Xia every day, always accompanying her, rushing her to go practice driving as soon as he caught her.
She really had no extra energy to think about anything else.
The last time they parted, Guisu had said he would look for her, and unexpectedly, he had indeed come.
Her gaze also landed on his right hand, but Guisu was always staring at Mu Xiaoyao, not looking at her.
Suddenly, Mu Xiaoyao yanked her over, clasping her in his arms, his cold eyes scrutinizing every expression on Guisu's face.
"She's my woman, why would I trouble her? Moreover, whether or not I trouble her, what business is it of yours?"
He had never expected this girl and Guisu to have such a relationship in private.
Now, it seemed Guisu didn't harbor the slightest hostility towards her; in fact, he even seemed protective of her.
What on earth had happened between them in private?
