Spring Night Kiss.

Song Qingjia paused in his steps.

If Xu Zhouye is gay, then what about last night?

However, she was genuinely curious: "With whom?"

Zhao Ruosheng said, "The second young master of the Lu family is named Lu Yanbai. The two grew up together since they were little and were always inseparable." As if she was thinking of a scene, she showed a disgusted expression.

Song Qingjia: "..."

OK.

"Then how can you be sure they're not just good brothers, but rather... well, you know, gay... that kind of relationship?" Song Qingjia asked curiously.

"Paparazzi have taken photos! The two were in a hotel room together, and when they came out, they were covered in hickeys!"

Zhao Ruosheng didn't say that she had paid a lot of money to hire the paparazzi to keep an eye on Xu Zhouye's every move. They had been following him for several years before they finally managed to take this one explosive photo.

They are so cunning and good at pretending.

However, the fox always shows its tail, and sure enough, she caught him red-handed. She immediately posted it on social media, adding fuel to the fire, and even bought some promotional material.

But what's infuriating is that those car enthusiasts dote on him so much that only one person occasionally criticizes him amidst all the jokes, making all her money go to waste.

Song Qingjia remained silent, feeling as if she had heard this story somewhere before.

"What's the point of having a dirty man?" Zhao Ruosheng said indignantly.

Regardless of the truth of the matter, Song Qingjia felt that what she said made a lot of sense.

However, she still decided to defend Xu Zhouye: "The news that the media makes based on rumors is not actually that credible."

Zhao Ruosheng was stunned for a moment, then said with a hint of exasperation, "That's not the point. The point is you were deceived by him! Xu Zhouye is pretentious and rude; he's not good enough for you at all."

Such a beautiful woman.

Song Qingjia was at a loss for words. How could these people be so easily convinced that Xu Zhou had a problem with his sexual orientation?

This little girl is, and so is He Yonglin.

Does he look that crooked?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhao Ruosheng sighed: "I know it's hard for you to accept, but Xu Zhouye is a cunning man who does whatever he wants with his good looks. He has deceived countless girls."

Song Qingjia couldn't help but ask, "Why not just deceive a man? Isn't he gay?"

Zhao Ruosheng was taken aback, and quickly added, "He deceives both men and women."

"Oh, he's pretty awful," Song Qingjia commented.

"So you'd better break up with him as soon as possible and protect yourself." Zhao Ruosheng was relieved and continued, "I still have a lot of dirt on him, I'll send you a copy."

She took out her phone to add him on WeChat.

Song Qingjia was taken aback.

"Hurry up!" Zhao Ruosheng urged.

Song Qingjia had no choice but to take out her phone and bring up the WeChat QR code. After the other party scanned the code and added her as a friend, they urged her to accept the request quickly.

Immediately afterwards, a PDF was sent over.

Song Qingjia clicked on it and glanced at it; it was a full 420 pages.

It is comparable to a masterpiece.

"...So much dirt on me?" she asked hesitantly.

Zhao Ruosheng smiled and said, "This is all that I've collected over the past few years. You must take a good look at it."

Song Qingjia: "...Thank you."

Zhao Ruosheng: You're welcome. If I can help you, it means my efforts haven't been in vain.

Song Qingjia looked at the document with a mix of amusement and exasperation, preparing to read it thoroughly that evening. She didn't believe that 420 pages of damaging information couldn't be without some personal grudges involved.

I just don't know what Xu Zhouye did to her.

Could it be a romantic debt?

Song Qingjia's smile faded slightly, and she gave a soft hum.

If it really is a debt of love, then he's finished!

-

Xu Zhouye received a call from the team's PR, reminding him that he should appropriately post some personal updates on social media.

After all, he seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth since the summer break, which is not good for the team and the driver's personal image.

Xu Zhouye responded half-heartedly, clearly not taking it seriously.

He heard a noise at the door, turned around, saw Song Qingjia come in, smiled, and beckoned her over.

He said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Okay, I got it. I'll send it later, that's all." Then he hung up.

Song Qingjia ignored him, walked straight to the sofa, sat down, hugged a cushion, and looked at her phone with her head tilted to the side.

Xu Zhouye walked over and bent down, intending to pull her onto his lap. He had barely touched her hand when she slapped it away.

"Don't move, stand still."

"What's wrong?" he asked, but he still stopped in front of her. "Stand still."

"I'm asking you, who is Zhao Ruosheng to you?" Song Qingjia sat up straight and stared into his eyes as she asked.

She thought that if he dared to show even the slightest strange expression, she would give him a good beating.

"Zhao Ruosheng?" Xu Zhouye's expression remained unchanged. "Who?"

"You really don't know?" Song Qingjia asked suspiciously.

"have no idea."

Xu Zhouye ignored her gaze, sat down beside her, and pulled her into his arms: "I don't remember just any random person, baby."

Song Qingjia: "?"

She's the daughter of Aunt Jiang's friend, how could you not recognize her?

Xu Zhouye racked his brains but couldn't recall anything at all. He asked, "So, what happened to this Zhao something-or-other?"

Song Qingjia: "Someone sent me a collection of dirt on you, a full 420 pages."

Xu Zhouye frowned: "420 pages, about me?"

Song Qingjia raised an eyebrow, poked his chest, and said with a hint of sourness she herself didn't realize: "What exactly did you do to offend her? Tell the truth."

"I didn't provoke her, and I don't even know her."

"Could it be because of your romantic entanglements, Young Master Xu? Is that why people are targeting you out of love turned to hate?" Song Qingjia snorted.

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhouye first found it incomprehensible, then absurd and laughable. Then, staring at Song Qingjia's annoyed eyes, he suddenly laughed.

"You're still laughing?"

Song Qingjia felt that he was constantly provoking her, so she broke free from his embrace, stood up, and looked down at him.

Xu Zhouye's smile deepened, and he exuded a lazy, joyful aura.

He asked, "Song Qingjia, are you jealous right now?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the person's body stiffened for a moment.

Is she jealous?

What a big face!