The lounge fell quiet again.
Zeng Yi sighed, walked over to Gu Jinzhi, and sat down beside him. He picked up the ointment, poured some into his palm, rubbed it warm, then gently massaged it over the bruises on Gu Jinzhi's shoulder.
"Hiss—" Gu Jinzhi sucked in a sharp breath from the pain.
Zeng Yi's hands did not stop moving, and neither did his chatter. "I'm asking you, what on earth was wrong with you today?"
"You were perfectly fine, then you ran over to my place and went berserk? And fought three people at once? Were you tired of living?"
Gu Jinzhi's lips moved, but the words reached the tip of his tongue before he swallowed them back.
Seeing him like this, the gossiping flame in Zeng Yi's heart blazed.
He leaned closer, lowered his voice, and tentatively asked, "Because of... Sister-in-law?"
Gu Jinzhi's body suddenly went rigid.
Although he quickly regained his composure, that fleeting reaction had already said everything.
"I knew it!" Zeng Yi crowed, wearing the smug expression of someone who had "seen through the truth." "I was wondering, you've been like a robot for more than a decade. So why, with your wedding just around the corner, have you suddenly got so many problems? Turns out it's all because of Sister-in-law!"
Gu Jinzhi's expression darkened further. He struggled to sit up, only to discover that his entire body ached and he had no strength.
Zeng Yi gave a wicked little laugh and leaned closer again. "Hey, seriously. Last time, you even asked your buddy to come up with a lousy plan to make Sister-in-law hate you! You said we'd discuss it again depending on how things developed... So what, why aren't you discussing it this time?"
Gu Jinzhi abruptly closed his eyes, his thin lips