Chapter 924: Gu Jin Knows She’s Done For!

Kasi could tell Gu Jin was in a bad mood, wrapped in a whole aura of collapse. She put the breakfast in front of her, then silently went to the sink to wash the dishes.

Gu Jin really just ate a couple of bites casually, then drifted back to the bedroom like a ghost.

She thought about a lot of things that night.

Even the kind of possibility she didn’t dare imagine—she still forced herself to seriously think it through, enduring the torture of her racing heartbeat.

She vaguely understood something.

Whether it was external reasons or internal ones, she seemed to feel differently about little An now.

After she’d started to look forward to little An being intimate with her, crossing some line and doing something, she found she could no longer face him the way she always had.

They’d lived together day in, day out for years; their feelings for each other had long since gone beyond simple family affection.

These past few years, Gu Jin had spent her days admiring An Mingji’s devastatingly beautiful face.

There was a lethal attraction about him, especially in those peach blossom eyes full of tender charm—when he looked at you gently, you could fall before you even realized it.

More than once her heart had sped up because of little An’s gentle gaze and the pampering that showed in his eyes.

Back then, she still hadn’t realized anything.

It wasn’t until last night, when An Mingji was playfully tussling with her, that in that sudden ambiguous atmosphere, her heart became flooded with fantasies she couldn’t control.

Gu Jin knew she was done for!

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An Mingji went back to school for classes. Qiao Wenming and Jin Bai were both there.

Zou Yanpeng hadn’t come in the morning. After he heard An Mingji was back at school, he came in the afternoon.

He still hadn’t thanked him in person.

Finding Yuan Xin was all thanks to An Mingji; he ought to thank him face to face.

School cafeteria.

Qiao Wenming, Jin Bai, and An Mingji were sitting at one table.

The three of them were eating lunch, chatting happily about something.

Just then, Zou Yanpeng rushed over.

He dropped into the seat across from An Mingji, looking utterly disheveled. Before the three could say anything, he fixed his eyes on the delicate-featured boy opposite him and said solemnly, "Mingji, thanks for yesterday."

An Mingji gave him a gentle smile. "We’re brothers, what’s there to be polite about?"

"Hm? Something happened?" Qiao Wenming was still holding his chopsticks, his eyes darting back and forth between the two of them.

Seeing Zou Yanpeng’s rumpled clothes, the dark circles under his eyes, and his haggard face, he was quite startled.

From what he remembered, this guy very rarely looked this wrecked.

Zou Yanpeng hadn’t intended to hide anything from Qiao Wenming and Jin Bai, so he told them what had happened the previous night.

Jin Bai’s eyes went wide. "There was something like that? How’s Yuan Xin?"

"She’s hurt. She’ll need some time to recuperate." Zou Yanpeng’s complexion, already bad, darkened even further.

When he’d seen Yuan Xin covered in blood last night, a huge panic had surged up inside him, along with boundless rage.

When he led people into the private room, he saw the unconscious Yuan Xin, and two men were in the middle of doing something obscene to her.

Luckily—luckily—he’d led people in there in time, so she hadn’t been defiled.

If they’d found her just a bit later, Zou Yanpeng really didn’t dare imagine the consequences.

Thinking back on the scene from last night, he was still filled with a restless violence all over.

Seeing his friend’s dreadful expression and the anger radiating off him, Qiao Wenming said, "After class, let’s go see her."

They all knew Yuan Xin and had a strange fondness for this girl.

She wasn’t like the other girls Zou Yanpeng dated, who were so fake, clinging to them every day to pry into their friend’s secrets or pestering their friend to buy this and that. She seemed like a very sensible girl.

"Okay." Zou Yanpeng didn’t refuse.

An Mingji finished eating and put down his chopsticks.

He looked up at Zou Yanpeng, who was sitting across from him in the same clothes he’d worn all night, and asked, "Are you still going to class this afternoon?"