What is there to talk about?

Zixin remembered seeing the piece of paper in her house which was a note from MrPerfect. Guiying was too anxious to hide it from him. It made him feel that MrPerfect wasn't just another of her readers. Their relationship was far more than that.

"MrPerfect?"

Guiying stiffened.

Did I say that out loud?

Before she could brush the matter off, he asked, "Who is MrPerfect?"

His tone held a strong sense of inquisitiveness as he looked at her deeply. But for Zixin, it wasn't just curiosity but also caution. 

Was there someone else closer to Guiying just like he was?

When he thought of that, an unsettled feeling welled in his chest. His fists clenched unconsciously.

"Who is MrPerfect?" He asked again.

Her expression cracked, and she began to sweat. Her heart sped faster in her chest. "Ju-Just one of my…readers…"