Gu Che looked confused as he glanced at the tightly closed door behind him, not understanding why Li Yuxuan had sent him out. After all, they were all on the same side, and nothing was amiss. He decided to wait for them elsewhere.
From the moment they had entered the room, no one spoke. Weisheng Yueren sat casually on the sofa, yet his presence exerted an invisible pressure. Evidently, Qinghe remained wholly unaffected.
Catching a glimpse of Qinghe playing with the Snow Wolves, the smile in Weisheng Yueren's eyes deepened, but his words were still merciless, "Did you do all this just so everyone would witness Ada and Aer's death?"
This person's mind was too profound. Just by seeing Aer alive, he knew Ada was too. Since that was the case, there was no need for pretense anymore.
"Correct, Uncle Zhao is now with me. What do you want to do about it?" Qinghe met Weisheng Yueren's gaze directly.
