Xia Yangyang stared blankly at Gu Zhaohan.
She hadn't suspected at all…
Gu Zhaohan's expression was as usual, icy and indifferent.
He spoke of those words as if relating someone else's story, maintaining a calm composure.
But Xia Yangyang was panicking.
Xia Yangyang no longer dared to meet Gu Zhaohan's gaze: "Um, you...you...how could, why…?"
Xia Yangyang was somewhat incoherent.
Gu Zhaohan coolly said, "I'm only telling you this to let you know that uncle wasn't mistaken. I don't want any misunderstanding between the two of you due to your disbelief."
For a moment, Xia Yangyang didn't know what to say.
So, Gu Zhaohan was admitting to it now just to confirm that Gu Qichen was right, to avoid the conflict between them?
But...
Xia Yangyang felt like the situation had gotten even more complicated.
Gu Zhaohan paused, his voice appearing to emanate from a distant place.
