บท 49: We'll Get Married When I Get Divorced

Qi Shaoze raised an eyebrow and looked at Gu Qingcheng in disbelief.

Gu Qingcheng didn't like the way Qi Shaoze was looking at her.

"Qi Shaoze, what's with that look?"

"Are you really that slow?" Qi Shaoze pointed to Gu Qingcheng's neck again. "What happened to your neck? Don't you know?"

Gu Qingcheng frowned.

She lowered her head in confusion and looked through the car's windshield.

In an instant, her face turned red, and she stomped her feet in embarrassment and anger.

Hickeys, no thanks to Huo Sicheng, were all over her neck.

The red marks reminded her that he had pushed her onto the sofa not long ago.

Her face burned as she thought about the events that had transpired.

Qi Shaoze's expressions were part probing, part teasing, part serious, as he asked Gu Qingcheng, "Oh, you won't be with Huo Sicheng, right?"