Gu Bichen furrowed his brows deeply, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes, and suddenly grabbed Yao Huia by the throat: "You're playing me?"
Although the young man was slender, his height was imposing, and the disparity in strength between male and female was evident. Yao Huia was left at his mercy.
She clutched Gu Bichen's hand with both of her own, struggling vigorously, her face flushed red: "I... I'll tell you..."
Gu Bichen released his hand, looking down at her from above.
