Shi Wujue stood quietly at the corner of the corridor, watching Gu Changsheng holding the little meat bun, walking past him. He did not stop them, nor did he follow. His slanted eyebrows reached into his temples, and his gaze lingered on Gu Changsheng until she was far away. Then, he turned his gaze to meet the tall, purple-clad figure approaching from the other end...
"Shi Wujue, is this what you meant when you said that you are the least likely to threaten the relationship between me and Changsheng?"
Zhou Mu, with the demeanor of a deity, questioned, his expression full of profound meaning.
"Mm-hmm." Shi Wujue shrugged, nonchalant. "Otherwise?"
"I've known you since childhood. When did you have a marriage contract, and why did I not know?" Zhou Mu frowned, clearly taking Shi Wujue's words as a reason to facilitate his relationship with Gu Changsheng!
