His glacial gaze suddenly landed on Ye Caitang's wrist. His tone was gloomy as he asked,
"Why did you pull Gu Junyi along?"
"Have you forgotten my last request? Do you know the consequences of disobeying?"
His cold and emotionless black eyes stared fiercely at Ye Caitang's fair and slender wrist, as if he was going to break it in the next second.
Ye Caitang: "…"
What consequences? Was he going to break her hand?
It was not like they were in ancient times. Did he have to be so particular?
Besides, she had grabbed Gu Junyi's wrist in a moment of desperation.
Under Qin Ruohan's high-pressure gaze, Ye Caitang panicked. She did not even have time to put aside the grape she was holding between her fingers and immediately typed seriously:
"I swear, I'm really not familiar with Gu Junyi. At most, I treat him as my nephew in the spirit of 'love me, love my dog'."