Gu Yan knew that Qi Hao must have gone to investigate her past, and that Miao Xiaoyu and Mephistopheles had faked their deaths when they brought her out of prison.
Apart from her family who knew the truth, there were also Gongsun Yu, Guo Rou, and other good friends. From the looks of it, Gu Yan was indeed dead.
Looking at the sadness in Qi Hao’s eyes, Gu Yan fell silent for a moment.
No matter what, as a familiar person, to be able to grieve over her matter, she could be considered a friend.
Gu Yan had always been clear about love and hate. Although she would not respond to Qi Hao’s feelings, she would not do anything else either.
There was nothing wrong with liking someone.
Qi Hao had just fallen in love with the wrong person.
She said softly, “I’m sorry, my condolences.”
