Chi He never dared to defy Gu Beicheng's orders.
So when Seventh Young Master told him to leave, even though he still had many doubts and didn't know where Xia Yinian was, he still went out.
Gu Jinghe immediately approached Gu Beicheng, and despite feeling uncomfortable, he still explained with a flushed face.
"Seventh, this time... you really have to help Ziqi, she..."
"Isn't the person already released at this hour?"
Gu Beicheng's gaze fell on the laptop, seemingly still busy.
Seeing his current frosty demeanor, if you didn't go over, you would never imagine that Seventh Young Master's pants had been pulled down to his ankles.
What difference is there in his current appearance compared to usual?
A breathtakingly handsome face, an indifferent and steady aura, and a calm composure—where is there any sign of abnormality?
But Xia Yinian, kneeling between his legs, felt nervous from the sound of Gu Jinghe's approaching footsteps, and her palms were sweating profusely.
