C934 Self-destruction of One's Future

"The competition in Paris?" Gu Linhan asked quietly.

Pei Qingle looked at him in surprise. "How do you know?"

Gu Linhan raised his eyebrows noncommittally. He could not help pinching Pei Qingle's cheeks and said softly, "What do you mean I don't know?"

His hand touched his face all the way to his earlobe, and a slight smile appeared on his face. "I saw it in your room earlier. Don't worry