The car quickly returned to the Gu Family home.
As soon as Chenxing got out of the car, the butler came up to her, walking beside her as he spoke, "Miss Ye, why are you again rubbing shoulders so closely with the young master of the Xia Family?"
He sighed, reminding her, "Sir will be angry, you know his temper is not good to begin with."
Unaffected by his words, Chenxing walked faster, seemingly lost in her own world. The butler assumed she was feeling anxious, so he softly tried to soothe her, "When sir talks to you later, try not to argue with him. Matters can always be minimized, you don't need to feel pressured."
Still, Chenxing seemed indifferent, clutching the document bag in her hand, her mind in chaos. She barely registered what the butler was muttering in her ear.
Finally reaching the study, she strode in without bothering to knock on the door.
Gu Shaocheng had only just looked up when a gust of wind met him.
