Listening to Qin Ruojing perfectly recite what he had said a long time ago, almost word for word, Chu Ge couldn't help but feel a little smug.
You have to know that back then, they were barely an acquaintance, a fake couple, and Qin Ruojing probably didn't have much trust in him. Yet she managed to remember such a long conversation; it really was remarkable.
Involuntarily, a trademark smile appeared on Chu Ge's face, which Qin Ruojing found somewhat glaring, arrogant, and even a bit punchable.
Qin Ruojing was quite dissatisfied; ever since her mother went into the kitchen, her heart had been hanging in suspense and still hasn't settled. Finally, when her father stopped playing chess with Chu Ge, she had a chance to come and talk to Chu Ge, but he was being evasive. If she were still in a good mood, that would be odd.
"What's so funny? Are you addicted to keeping secrets? We've gotten this far; shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
