That was right. The old man must have been talking about Qin su asking about her family's land sale.
Gu Nianzhi's palms were sweating. The teacup in her hands seemed to be on fire, burning her palms.
Gu Nianzhi quietly placed the teacup on the coffee table in front of her. She sighed softly and said,"... that's such a pity. This is also fate. Why couldn't they have waited another six months?"
"Yes, it's all fate."The old man nodded with emotion. "At that time, there was no news at all about the special economic zone that was to be established in the small fishing village in Z city. Who would have known that the higher-ups would come up with such a move?"
