Realizing the distance between not only herself but the entire Xia Family and the Gu Family, and realizing that she was truly powerless now, Xia Yinian felt utterly disheartened.
A mont later, she lost much of her strength.
Yet the stubbornness in her eyes remained condensed there.
Gu Beicheng suddenly gestured: "Co here."
Xia Yinian instinctively resisted, not only did she not go over, she even took two steps back.
Gu Beicheng’s face darkened slightly: "Huh, I thought you were rejecting all n when I saw how enthusiastic you were with Ling Qian during the day."
Xia Yinian blinked, not understanding what he ant. What did he an she was enthusiastic when she was with Gu Lingqian?
When had she ever been with Gu Lingqian?
Could he be referring to the physical contact she had with Gu Lingqian when she was learning to ride a horse?
But at that ti, she was almost falling off the horse, if Gu Lingqian hadn’t caught her, would he have just watched her fall to her death?
"Could it be that you are jealous?" Xia Yinian couldn’t help but pout her lips.
No wonder he didn’t say a word or offer help outside the stables today.
Is this a joke! To be jealous over that! How petty can you get?
"Jealous? Are you joking?" Gu Beicheng’s expression changed slightly, he picked up his drink and took a sip, looking away from her.
"I hope it’s a joke, Uncle, you had better not fall for ." Pffft! That sa line again, Xia Yinian felt her own face flush.
Ever since that bastard Gu Beicheng said sothing about "falling for... her," she felt uncomfortable every ti that line ca up.
This demon, truly causing no small amount of trouble, even her thoughts were corrupted by him.
But this ti, Gu Beicheng didn’t continue her line of jesting. Instead, he stared at her face, his gaze sowhat serious: "Why not?"
Xia Yinian was alard by his gaze, suddenly so serious, it’s scary, don’t you know?
"I... I am not of the sa generation as you..."
"You are not a junior mber of the Zhan Family." Nonsense! What does a different generation an? Calling him Uncle is just mimicking what Gu Lingqian and the others do.
This little girl’s talk makes it seem like he’s really old. Is he that old?
Gu Beicheng felt inexplicably stifled inside, pouring himself another glass of wine and downing it in one gulp.
Xia Yinian still felt uneasy inside, not knowing if he was just teasing her or if he really had intentions towards her.
"Uncle, you... you are quite old..."
"Say that again and try!"
"No! I didn’t an that, I just an, I... I am still young..."
She looked at her fingers, with a face full of grievance.
To an eighteen-year-old girl, a twenty-seven-year-old him was really quite old, okay?
Every three years is a generation gap; there’s already a whole three generation gaps between us, yet he still doesn’t want to admit he’s old.
Sigh, n, such troubleso creatures...
"Where are you little? Let see." Gu Beicheng’s gaze fell on her chest, continuing downward.
He suddenly raised his eyebrows as if he realized sothing: "Understood, indeed... a bit small."
Xia Yinian’s face instantly turned as red as a pig’s liver, with his evil look, she imdiately rembered the scenes of him pressing down on her.
Small... Pffft! This demon!
"I’m saying I’m young in age! I’m only eighteen, but you’re already twenty-seven!" she said angrily.
Gu Beicheng still raised his eyebrows, pinching his wine glass: "And I’m saying, how are you young in age? At eighteen, you can already get married in many countries."
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