He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

Just now, he was somewhat relieved that Han Zhou had chased after him because he was worried about him going back alone and wanted to go with him.

Unexpectedly, he chased after her not because he was worried about her, but because he was worried that her leaving early would make him lose face in front of his friends.

In an instant, Gu Chile felt as if her heart had fallen into an ice cellar, chilled to the bone.

He suddenly realized that his understanding of the man in front of him was practically nonexistent.

Gu Chile looked at Han Zhou indifferently and said, word by word, "Will you continue to stay and become their laughing stock?"

Han Zhou was clearly not prepared for this and was stunned.

After a while, Han Zhou responded, explaining somewhat awkwardly, "You might have misunderstood. They weren't mocking you; they were just joking. You know that's how they are."

Gu Chile's lips curled up slightly as she said self-deprecatingly, "To you, they're joking, but to me, you're mocking me. Han Zhou, you'll never know what I mean to your so-called friends."

Han Zhou disagreed: "Of course we're friends."

When Gu Chile heard him say that, she suddenly felt that all she had said was superfluous and unnecessary.

He didn't want to argue with Han Zhou anymore, and said wearily, "Alright, whatever you say goes."

Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Gu Chile had compromised. He continued, "Then let's go back together. I'll take you home when it's over."

Gu Chile shook her head slightly: "I won't go. You can go back. Also, I won't come to your friends' dinner parties anymore."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhou frowned deeply, his face full of confusion.

He stared at Gu Chile and pressed, "Why?"

Gu Chile tilted her head and looked at him.

He was a little puzzled.

Han Zhou either genuinely didn't know why or was pretending not to know.

But I already said it was true, why is he still asking why?

In an instant, Gu Chile suddenly understood.

Because Han Zhou doesn't care about him.

So no matter what he says, Han Zhou won't listen attentively, even if he has clearly stated it, he will choose to ignore it.

I'm so tired.

Gu Chile suddenly didn't want to keep going.

If you can't be lovers, be brothers.

Screw brothers, he doesn't even want to be brothers anymore, he just wants to be a stranger.

He was silent for a moment, then finally uttered three words softly: "It's nothing, I'm going back."

After saying that, he turned to leave, but after taking only two steps, Han Zhou grabbed his wrist.

His voice carried a hint of urgency and confusion: "What's wrong with you? Can't you just talk things out?"

Gu Chile stopped, but did not turn around. She simply said, "I've already said I'm going back."

Han Zhou refused to let go. His face gradually darkened, and his tone became serious: "Are you just going to leave halfway through like this? Is that polite?"

Just as he finished speaking, Jiang Ye suddenly interrupted, "He said he doesn't want to go back. Can't you understand human language?"

His tone was tinged with sarcasm and impatience.

Upon hearing this, Han Zhou suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the man behind Gu Chi Le.

He frowned slightly. "Who do you think you are? This is between him and me."

Jiang Ye, with a half-smile, reached out and put his arm around Gu Chile's shoulder, provocatively saying, "Xiao Le, tell him, what am I?"

Gu Chile was speechless. Did this person not want things to get worse?

He glared at Ikeno: "Shut up."

Chino chuckled, "Yes, ma'am."

Han Zhou watched the interaction between the two, his face darkening considerably. He questioned them with obvious displeasure, "You left halfway through because of this man? You like him?"

Gu Chile sighed helplessly and explained, "Han Zhou, I just don't want to stay here. You should go in too."

After saying that, he gently withdrew his hand.

Han Zhou's hand suddenly felt empty. He was stunned for a moment, and looking at his empty palm, a sense of loss welled up in his heart.

Seeing this, Jiang Ye's smile widened even more.

He made no attempt to hide his smugness, put his hand on Gu Chile's shoulder, and said provocatively to Han Zhou, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Gu Chiyue did not refuse Jiang Ye's offer. She merely glanced at Han Zhou before turning and walking into the elevator with Jiang Ye.

The elevator doors slowly closed, leaving Han Zhou outside.

He stood there blankly, watching the elevator doors slowly close until they were completely shut. Only then did Han Zhou come to his senses, and his first reaction was to chase after them.

However, just as he took a step, a hand reached out and grabbed him.

"Brother Han, has Xiao Le left?" a friend's voice came.

Han Zhou glanced to the side and saw the person who had been talking non-stop just now.

The thought that Gu Chile might be angry because of what these people said made Han Zhou feel a little annoyed.

Before he could even speak, the other party casually said, "Let him go if he wants to. What's the point of chasing him? If it weren't for your sake, the brothers wouldn't even take him seriously."

He's a deadbeat homosexual. I feel disgusted just talking to him. Ugh, what bad luck!

"What did you say?"

Han Zhou's voice was so deep it seemed to come from the depths of hell, sending chills down one's spine.

His fingers clenched unconsciously, his nails digging deep into his palms.

The other person's eyes were sinister.

However, the other person clearly didn't notice Han Zhou's unusual behavior and continued recklessly, "Isn't that right? A man liking another man, it's absolutely disgusting! Brother Han, let me give you a piece of advice, don't hang out with people like that anymore, lest you catch it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Zhou's fist lashed out like lightning, slamming hard into that repulsive face.

A muffled thud was heard, the sound of bones hitting bones, which was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

The next second, the man let out a shrill scream, and his body staggered backward like a puppet with its strings cut.

His steps were unsteady, and he eventually lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

He clutched his rapidly swelling left cheek in pain, his face filled with shock and disbelief.

He turned his head and roared at Han Zhou, "Han Zhou, are you fucking crazy? How dare you hit me?"

"Keep your mouth clean."

The other person was taken aback for a moment, then understood. He sneered, "You hit me for a sissy? What? You've been hanging out with that sissy for so long, you've been infected by him?"

"Shut up!"

Han Zhou gripped the other man's collar tightly, his arm trembling slightly from the force.

The other person scoffed, "What? Are you getting angry because I hit the nail on the head? Tsk tsk tsk, homosexuality is the most disgusting thing."

Faced with the mockery of his so-called good brother, Han Zhou felt a fire raging in his chest. He stared intently at the other man and said, word by word, "If I hear the word 'homosexual' again, we're no longer brothers!"