Chapter 8

I definitely didn’t try to set up another date with her.

For a few days after that we didn’t hear from each other, our relationship was like a fragile thread—one tug and it would snap, and it definitely wasn’t me who was about to break. Later, Gu Yuue started texting me, dropping some vague sexual hints, occasionally a “true confession,” trying to keep things going with me, but I never replied.

To a woman like Gu Yuue, my presence is nothing short of an embarrassment; she’ll definitely pull out all the stops to destroy me, and I’ve been expecting it.

On a rainy night, she actually called me dozens of times, and I figured it was about time we settled things, so I lazily answered the phone.

“Hey, handsome, you said last time you’d take me out, and I’ve been waiting for you,” Gu Yuue cooed.

“Sorry, I’ve been busy lately, totally forgot about that.”

“That’s your loss—I’ve already got a new boyfriend, go cry in your blanket by yourself.”

Cliché lines, old hat.

Trying to use one man to stir up another man’s possessiveness and competitive streak—that’s Gu Yuue’s classic move.

“Haha, congrats, I guess I’m gonna be sleepless tonight.” I replied casually.

“How about we go out for a meal tomorrow? I’m sure you two will become friends, you’re friends with Qin Wutao, right? I’ll tell you a secret—my new boyfriend is named Qin Siran, he’s the bastard son of the Qin Group chairman, and he also wants to meet you.” Gu Yuue’s smile grew wider.

My heart sank, and my expression froze.

“I might not have time tomorrow…”

“No worries, it’ll be quick—just a meal. We’ll be there early tomorrow to pick you up.” Gu Yuue ignored my objections and hung up.

The Qin Group fat cats are all scumbags; I really don’t want to have anything to do with them, but hearing Gu Yuue’s tone just now, this

“The ‘date’ seems like something I can’t dodge. The rain outside is pouring harder, and my mood is getting more and more irritated; lying in bed, tossing and turning, I can’t fall asleep.”