Leng Youchen felt a huge wave rise in his heart, but his expression remained unreadable. Gu Chengjue was no Leng Yanbo; he had an extraordinary ability to read people. If Leng Youchen showed even the slightest hint of evasion in answering his questions, Gu Chengjue would detect something amiss.
This rival was not to be underestimated.
Without dodging, he said, "Mr. Gu, are you seeking confirmation from me?"
"No, I'm just curious. You're clearly capable of walking normally, so why continue to pretend to be lame? I think the reason you're feigning disability must have something to do with Ningning." Gu Chengjue snuffed out the half-smoked cigarette. "Leng Youchen, don't let me find out the reason. Otherwise, I'll do everything in my power to take Ningning away."
Leng Youchen's gaze was icy. "You can try and see if you can take away a woman who's willing to wash my underwear."
"..." Gu Chengjue felt like he had taken ten thousand points of damage.
