"Chasing you, isn't it obvious?"
Gu Beicheng shook the wine glass in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the glass before landing on Xia Yinian.
"Red wine is nice, but it's not even one-tenth as good as you."
Xia Yinian met Gu Beicheng's eyes, feeling grateful she wasn't drinking anything, or she'd definitely choke.
"Seventh Young Master, can you nicely explain your actions, and... where did you plagiarize that line from just now?"
"From a novel," Gu Beicheng replied softly.
Looking at his face, which didn't look like he was joking at all, Xia Yinian bit her lip hard to keep from laughing.
"A novel? Seventh Young Master, when did you have time to read novels?"
"Of course I don't have time. Chi He does. He's been resting for so many days. Not reading novels would make his salary meaningless, right?"
Gu Beicheng raised an eyebrow, his gaze filled with teasing.
