Lu Jin spent every day following Huo Beijiang, frequently coming and going from the large courtyard, and naturally, he also overheard some idle gossip. However, these were people of status, and when they spoke behind others' backs, it was merely out of curiosity, guessing merely for the sake of it—no one really thought deeply into the matters.
It was only Huo Beijiang who would think so much. He was a natural schemer, the kind who involuntarily thought deeper than anyone else when faced with an issue.
Thus, the idle chit-chat of others seemed quite plausible to him. However, since it had nothing to do with him, being someone else's private affair, he couldn't be bothered.
Had he not happened to encounter it today, he wouldn't have wasted his words!
Tang Qian was stunned, her grip on Huo Beijiang's arm gradually loosening. She felt as though she had been struck by lightning, with pain searing through her every organ.
