Ji Sisi eagerly watched Huo Sicheng leave, a trace of inscrutable emotion flickering in her eyes.
She unhappily turned to Chu Yu. "Where did I imitate Gu Qingcheng?"
Chu Yu frowned tightly. "Your dress and style, only Gu Qingcheng would wear like this."
"Are you being too harsh?" Ji Sisi looked at Chu Yu with a saddened expression. "You've only seen me at work in Huo Corporation. You've never seen my daily outfit choices. To rashly say I'm imitating Gu Qingcheng is really hurtful."
Chu Yu: "…"
He looked at Ji Sisi again, more seriously this time.
He knew Gu Qingcheng very well. Hven from his initial dislike for her to his acceptance, he was familiar with her likes, and her fashion choices.
As President Huo's assistant, he personally prepared flowers, jewelry, and clothes for Gu Qingcheng. So, Ji Sisi's obvious imitation of Gu Qingcheng, and her denial, made him furrow his brows even more.