Facing Gu Qingcheng's serious questions, Huo Sicheng's thin lips tightened as he stared at her intently.
Gu Qingcheng's grip on Huo Sicheng's sleeve tightened even more.
"No silence allowed," she said firmly.
She found herself starting to understand Huo Sicheng.
Whenever he didn't want to speak, no matter when, he would remain silent.
She didn't like this behavior of his.
Because she liked it when he talked more, especially when he talked to her.
Huo Sicheng's thin lips slightly parted, and he uttered four words, "You're mistaken."
"I'm not!" Gu Qingcheng asserted, "I'm certain there are photos of me on your computer!"
Huo Sicheng still calmly replied with four words, "You're mistaken."
Gu Qingcheng's anger surged, realizing that Huo Sicheng was blatantly refusing to answer her question.
She grabbed his collar, pulling him close until they were just inches apart, and angrily demanded, "Will you tell me!"