The thought of other men seeing such a cute side of his woman made the man in the car suddenly feel as if something was bottled up inside.
The camera shifted, and Gu Beicheng could no longer see the figure he wanted to see, so he casually leaned back on the sofa in the rear.
"What did you want to say earlier? Speak!"
Chi He collected himself back to reality.
He turned to look at the man beside him, a smile on his lips.
"Seventh Young Master, I think the very capable, almost omnipotent person that Miss Niannian speaks so highly of as her hero is you."
"It's not just a thought; it must be you, Seventh Young Master."
Chi He knows that when it comes to topics about Xia Yinian, regardless of right or wrong, the Seventh Young Master always likes to listen.
Moreover, doesn't the privilege of speaking from the Seventh Young Master mean he wants to hear these words?
Thinking about it, the Seventh Young Master is quite the character, sly? It seems women often describe men like this.
