Young Uncle and Young Nephew

Xu Ning thought to himself.

If this was not the reason, then it would be really hard to explain.

But, when did this begin?

How could I not have known at all?

The problem is… Xiaojuan barely knows you, bro. What kind of crush do you have?

This is too… no way. Xu Ning needed to swallow some pills to calm himself down.

Gu Xie was on his computer. He took off his sweater and threw it to the side. Unbuttoning his sleeves, he folded them up slightly. His beige shirt made him seem even more good-looking, but still cold and distant. His two arms floated swiftly above the keyboard, and rows of codes appeared on the computer screen swiftly as if he was invading into some place.

He picked up the phone and phoned a number.

"Make a trip down to Yan Jianming's house and remove all the traces of Lin Xiaojuan."

"Yes, Sixth Master!"