Moreover, the girls surrounding him, although they couldn't compare to Yu Han and her two friends, were still girls they wouldn't have dared to dream of before. Gu Heng was eating meat, and even the soup they got to sip was beyond the wildest dreams of others. How could they even think that Gu Heng had wronged them?
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"Mr. Gu, where are you from?"
No sooner had they sat down than Yu Han snuggled up to Gu Heng and asked coquettishly.
"I'm a local from Qing'an."
"Ah? How is that possible? I know quite a few people in Qing'an and I've never heard of a big shot like you, Mr. Gu. I thought the circle I used to hang out with was pretty high-end already...
Turns out I'm just a frog in a well, so shallow. I'll punish myself with a drink first~"
Yu Han had spent quite a few years in Qing'an and could certainly distinguish the local accent.
She had heard everything when Gu Heng spoke in Qing'an dialect to Li Feng just now, and she knew Gu Heng was from Qing'an...