Gu Shuangcheng suddenly extended his right hand, "No purpose, just want to make friends with you all."
Lin Yuanyang looked at his palm, noticing calluses between the knuckles, at the tiger's mouth and between the index finger.
Why does a noble family scion have gun calluses?
Gu Shuangcheng followed his gaze to his own hand, smiling, "It's just a shooting hobby, should not affect us becoming friends, right?"
"Do you want to get close to Sister Ning?"
"Yes, who wouldn't want to catch her eye knowing her status? But I more want to be friends with you."
Lin Yuanyang frowned even more, "Why?"
"Because we are the same kind of people." Gu Shuangcheng raised a finger to tap his own head, continuing, "Sooner or later, you will inherit the Lin Family, and so will I. We will surely intersect in the future, so instead of having another rival, why not become friends?"
Beside them, Gu Sili was a bit unhappy seeing Lin Yuanyang continuously guarded against them.
