Lu Lingche said indifferently, "Those were just facades he made for himself. In the past, he was an extravagant playboy, he was promiscuous and unruly."
"Like Gu Jing?"
"He's even more of a player than Gu Jing."
Lu Lingche sat next to Qiao Yin, looking at her bruised and damaged face, his heart ached almost to the point of bleeding.
He wanted to hold her, but she was too resistant. He reached out his hand, only to pull it back.
His voice, though, betrayed no unusual emotion, "It seems like you're very clear about the kind of person Gu Jing is, so why did you get close to him? Do you really like him?"
Qiao Yin applied the medicine seriously and responded without blinking, "Yes, I like him. He has already proposed to me."
The color drained from Lu Lingche's face, "He proposes to any woman he pursues! Don't you read the news? The number of people he has proposed to could circle Tianyun Mountain! And you are actually taking his proposal seriously?!"