"What's wrong with him?"
Gu Li's mind was momentarily paralyzed, not understanding why Mo Shiting suddenly brought up Murong Si.
Mo Shiting glanced at her deeply, seeing her clear gaze, as if asking about an unimportant person, suddenly realized there was no need to ask anymore.
So, he curled his lips, "nothing."
Despite his casual tone, Gu Li sensed something unusual.
At this moment, her intelligence came back to her.
Seeing Mo Shiting sat upright, ready to drive with both hands on the wheel, she pursed her lips and asked, "Do you still not believe that there's only a sibling relationship between Brother Si and me?"
Mo Shiting's eyes sank slightly, "Yes, I do."
"Tut, you obviously don't believe."
Gu Li poked fun at him unhappily, "You're rather interesting. Keeping everything to yourself without clearing things up. No, even if it's explained, you won't believe it. You only believe what you think."
Perhaps hit right in the feels, Mo Shiting remained silent.