Wang Xiaoshuai had not talked to Zhao Xiaoying and the others about Gu Yuhan, and in fact, he had not had the chance to bring it up, so he hesitated for a moment.
Seeing his expression, Zhao Xiaoying became curious and snatched the phone to take a look.
Instantly, her delicate body trembled.
Gu Yuhan!
Right there and then, Zhao Xiaoying's face turned pale, and she stared at Wang Xiaoshuai with anger bubbling up, demanding, "Brother Xiaoshuai, why do you have Gu Yuhan's number?"
"How could she have your phone number?"
"Explain to me, what is all this about?"
Caught off guard by her questions, Wang Xiaoshuai's face flushed red immediately.
Not just Zhao Xiaoying, even Zhao Xiaoya began to panic; her full lips trembled before tears fell like rain, streaming down her face.
Seeing this, Wang Xiaoshuai felt his heart ache.
His feelings for these two sisters were a mix of deep love and guilt.