Xie Yan appeared cautious again.
He sized up Gu Chaoyan and said, "I am not the Heir's strategist any more, so why are you sharing this information with me? Even if the Heir is doing something right now, and in two months' time, he may take the throne, as a man whose life is lingering at the edge of the end, I shouldn't care about this."
Why did he spend so much effort considering her question. He felt as if he had been set up too.
Seeing Xie Yan's distressed look, Gu Chaoyan could not help but laugh, "Mr. Xie, what are you so nervous about? You are going to spend two more months here at my mansion, with no friends around and nowhere to go, don't you feel bored being in the yard all day long?"
"…"
"I am just sharing some gossip with you during tea, it's only for fun," Gu Chaoyan said with a smile.
Xie Yan snorted. He believed none of what Gu Chaoyan said.
