Qin Shuang looked at the messages popping up on her phone and took a deep breath.
Whenever He Zhiyao spoke more than three sentences to her, the third was inevitably an invitation to sleep with him.
Qin Shuang rubbed her face, feeling numb.
She quickly grabbed her bag and went out to hail a cab.
Gu Nanzhong walked out of the coffee shop and watched Qin Shuang's figure getting into a distant car. He stood there for a long time, not moving at all.
...
When Qin Shuang returned home, sure enough, she saw He Zhiyao already sitting on the sofa.
Seeing her come back, He Zhiyao stood up and walked toward the dining table, asking, "Why are you back so late? It's past 1 o'clock. Don't you know it's time to eat?"
After washing her hands, Qin Shuang walked to the dining table and pulled out a chair to sit.
She couldn't help looking at He Zhiyao a few times.
Feeling her gaze, He Zhiyao looked up, "What's up?"