Gu Linxi was obviously at a loss for words, yet he still shamelessly sidled up to her, forcing a connection, "Don't you think fixing cars is similar to fixing people, both involve issues with 'parts'?"
Gu Linxi could no longer tolerate it and retorted with an expressionless face, "Has Mr. Cui never checked if his own 'parts' are malfunctioning?"
She suspected there was something wrong with his brain!
His brain wasn't right!
Recently, Cui Jiangjing had been doggedly pursuing her, and for a while, she too was confused, not understanding what about her could possibly attract this playboy. She had even taken a good look at herself in the mirror—the face was the same old face, completely ordinary, indistinguishable in a crowd, no plastic surgery, no overnight transformation to beauty. So if she did not have a problem, it only left two possibilities: either Cui Jiangjing had a screw loose in his head or there was something wrong with his eyes.
