Upon hearing this, Gu Kai's already gloomy handsome face instantly darkened as if it was about to rain, radiating a cold and harsh aura filled with indignation.
"Did I say I was getting back together with Fang Zhiwei?"
His towering frame dangerously leaned forward, and his narrow eyes squinted into slits, sharply staring at Bai Yiyi, this oblivious woman. He didn't want Fang Zhiwei to misunderstand her and thus resent her, so he had clarified things for her benefit.
She surprisingly showed no appreciation and even congratulated him. No, it wasn't a congratulation—it was mockery. Looking at the bright, spring-like smile in her eyes, it felt like his chest was stuffed with a pile of jumbled stones, making him uncomfortably suffocated.
Bai Yiyi chuckled lightly, ignoring Gu Kai's gloomy face, and gracefully picked up a nearby kettle to pour him a cup of warm water.